Staring at the papers he had laid on the bed, my heart was beating in double time. I did not want to look at them but I kept staring at them, hoping they would disappear before my eyes. I did not want to read those papers, in my mind if I didn’t read them, what they contained would not be true. I tried to ignore them but the agony of not knowing, for myself, what was written on them seemed to consume my every thought. I could not control the urge any longer so I picked up the papers and began…
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