The old blind Man

When I was child, I always saw on the park, seated on the stone chair, an old blind man, who sold tickets. He wore a dirt jacket almost old. Once a day, I've decided to buy some tickets for help him. Hence, we begin our friendship. I bought his tickets and he gave me candies or other gifts such as papers airplanes which I love to play when arrived at home .

I like to talk to him about my school day, home and leisure and he talked to me about his life. Mark was married, but he has lost his wife many years ago, when he was young. Isabelle was his first and unique love . They have met each other at university, he studied music and she arts. Although he was blind, hold a Isabelle's portrait at his pocket. Once time he showed to me it. She was a blond hair could woman; her face was so white and her eyes dark blue. Really, I stayed paralyzed with her beauty, but I hadn't courage to ask him how she had died. It was the unique secret that he had . I knew almost everything about him: where he lived, how old he was, his son's name, but nothing about Isabelle.

The passed and I more and more curious to know about her, however, I can't discovery anything, because Mark was a grave, impossible to read his thoughts.

So, on the last of Wednesday , I've decided to follow him secretly for discovery something. Passing through the park, I've found Mark at cemetery.

I didn't know this place, first time on my whole life, I've entered at Dead's land.

So, I stayed behind the tree to listen want he was telling. He seemed so sad, but his voice was so hard such as thunder.

" You never should betrayed me, if you didn't do it, we could be alive here. You never thought on your son, you destroyed our lives, and now stay there, alone, making to sofffer him. You never should cross my way . Thus, I fall at ground and scared Mark, who ask who was there. So I answered to him:

"I can't imagine that you Mark, killed her. I don't believe that you are a monster. He begin to cry and pushed a gun, but he didn't shout it. "what are you doing here your son of a bitch? Go out here , now! But I didn't obey him and tried to take his gun, but he hite me on face. I fall and he kiked my stomach two times and escaped by the forest.

Some minutes ago, a car's police arrived and leaved me to hospital. My parents when has discovered, wanted to kill the man; asked me what had happened, but I denied to ask because I was so perplexed. I stayed two nights without to sleep, remembering those scenes that passed into my mind, like an horror film.

I never more saw the old blind at park again, and it relaxed my heart. However to tell the truth, I'd like to see him for a last time. But for a destiny, I didn't have any chance to meet him, because three months ago, appeared at local newspaper, break new which a old man called Mark had committed suicide by shouting his head .

Today ,I remember this episode such as was tomorrow. I guess that unless I've followed him, he could be alive, selling his tickets and listen my routine, but I think that it isn't my fault to have been friend of a killer.