The Fear : A story

The Fear.

The taste of it was still so strong in my mouth.

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I did not want to walk down that path again. They could be there. They could be waiting.

A robbery.

A simple, common thing. But it just wasn't.

It changed my whole perspective on people. I could never trust people again. I could never ever be comfortable in a shady area. I could never trust the people who looked poor.

Trust was something that I would never ever feel.