Fears

The star still shone and the day had drawn only a pale wash of ( ) in the
lower sky to the east. I was leaning against the window-sill, appreciating the
marvellous moonlight and twinkling stars. The breeze was blowing and if I had
not been so upset, I would have appreciated how etherear the tree swaying in
the light breeze looked. The luminous dials of the clock on the wall indicated that
it was the wee hours ( ) the day, but I could not sleep a wink. I was still
traumatised by that ordeal that happened a couple weeks ago. Whenever I try to
have a shut-eye, the scenario of being kidnapped kept haunting my mind.
I was blessed by God to be born into a well-to-do family. In fact, I was born
with a silver spoon in my mouth. My deal was a popular timber tycoon while my
mum was a CEO of an established multi-national corporation. They possessed
thousands of hectars of paddy fields and oil palms plantation. They also owned
fleets of luxurious cars. My parents had been the quintessence of a perfect
couple. They were well-know in the business circle and no one in ( ) country
failed to recognise them. As a matter of fact, I was the envy of the crowd and
perhaps this had led to the tragedy.
One day, I was going home from school after a basketball tournament.
John, one of my buddy, from affluent background as well, accompanied me home
as my chauffeur had taken an urgent leave. We whistled merrily on the way
home as we had won the friendly match over our rival.
Suddenly, the sky turned dark, accompanied by streaks of lightning and
roars of tunders. It signified an impending downpour. We had no choice, but to
take the short cut home. It was a small, gloomy path and everywhere appeared
deserted. Hence, we decided to rush as fact as our legs could carry us in order to
leave this God-forsaken area.
As we come to the end of the path, a van stopped by abrupt and produced
a screeching sound. Then, two masked men with muscular stature alighted from
the van we smelt a rat. Before we were able to respond, they managed to put a
halt to our attempt over flee for our lives. ( ) with precise movement, we
understood that we were to follow then. We were then cowed by the musle
confronting us, we cowardly did as they indicated. We were escorted into the
van, hoping ( ) some good Samaritans would come to our rescue. However, our
voices () too weak to resort any aid. Out of the blue, the smell of chloroform
brought us into an unconscious world.
Jason, wake up! Wake up! John tried to shake my shoulder. I ( ) jolted
back to the reality by his vigorous shake. John, where are we? What was
happened? I fail to recall a thing. I murmured. I suppose this is a premeditated
kidnapping. We are now in a jungle as I can see trees and bushes all around this
shabby hut. What? Kidnapping? I could not believe my ears. I was petrified to
death. I summoned all my might and screamed for help without even considering
the severe repercussions associated with my impulsive action. Thankfully my
silly action was stopped by John in time. Jason, dont panic. It is not the time to
alert the kidnappers. We must find a way to get ourselves out of this dangerous
place.
Normally, I am a hot-tempered and self-opinionated person. I seldom allow
other to influence my decision. However, this was an exceptional case as John

seemed calm and looked like a professional. Furthermore, the breezy air helped
to calm my mind down. I rationalised my thought and convinced myself.
Perhaps I should listen to him and give him a chance.
Later, I heard footstep approaching. Peeping through the window, I
realised a few sturdy men stride across the bushes. They bardged into the hut
and slammed the door loudly. Hehe, young man. How are you? I just brought
you your sumptuous breakfast. Look, you have lobster, abalone, and birdnest as
your dessert. Before savouring your exortic breakfast, please do my a favour.
Kindly inform your old folks that we only require RM 100,000.00 as ransom. As
far as I know. It is just a negligible amount of money compared to the fortune
they own. The delectable aroma of the food drifted into my nostril. My empty
stomach growling uncontrollably. I must no succumb to his demand. I willed my
determination persisted. Moron you have reveal your motive. Listen. I wont
give you any money, not eve a penny! I shouted angrily. How dare you defy my
order. You will regret it. I swear! I will chopped off your tongue and courier it to
your parents. I bet they will be surprise. The men spoke threatening.
The kidnappers approached me swiftly. All the kidnappers took out their
respective knife and pointed them at me. I started shivering uncontrollably. I
could feel warm urine ran down my legs. Tears began welling up my eyes and
misted my vision. On the spur of the moment, John lifted a chair and threw it
towards the kidnappers in order to save my life. Unfortunately, it missed. They
turned mad and punched him forcefully like a sandbag. One of the cruel
kidnappers even stabbed a knife in his stomach. Blood started oozing out from
his wounded area profusely and he was growning in pain (nearly fainted from the
( ) pain). John would definitely meet his doom should this condition ( ).
Immediately, I bawled out to prevent them from proceeding their brutal action
John! John! Okay, I obey with you. You will certainly get your ransom as long as
you promise not to hurt him anymore. The kidnappers left the hut satisfactorily
after I had made my mum a ring. Until then, I truly understood the underlying
meaning of A friend in need is a friend indeed. John and I had blossomed our
camaraderie eternally what else I was expect from a friend who was willing to
sacrifice his life in order to save me. I also regretted over my childish and
irrational behaviour. Why must I confront these villain when both of us were in an
adverse condition. I must be an idiot! Why should I acted so impulsively. I started
to put all the blame on myself as I was the culprit solely responsible for his
demise. I could not afford to lose John. Yet all I could do at that moment was to
pray to the God for his devine intervention.
Bang. The sound of the gun can be heard in a distance. Fortunately, a
hunter happened to pass by and realised that we were kidnapped. He had been
waiting behind a tree anxiously for the right moment to save us. He eventually
triggered a bullet and shot the kidnappers when he heard my cried for help. They
ran helter-skelter to flee for their lives. Without any hesitation, we were rushed to
the hospital. John was severely injured and remained paralysed. I merely
receively outpatient treatment while John was admitted into the operating
theatreblue to his critical condition. I paced up and down restlessly outside the
operating theatre. God, please save my buddy! I had repeated my prayers
umpteen times, hoping that I would touched the God. My vulnerable Soul was
waiting for a vulnerable life to be revived.

Obviously God had heard my prayers and finally granted me my wish. John
cheated death after hovering between life and death in the operating theatre. I
felt really appreciative of John for sacrificing himself and the hunter who had
saved us in the nick of time. From that day onwards, we become the closest
friends on earth. Thank God, I had become much stronger now. Nevertheless, the
fear of being kidnapped will forever remain in my mind and keep haunting me for
the rest of my life.
Jason, lets go for basketball!
Buddy, you go first. I will catch up with you in a minute.
1. The exchange of conversation between us had become a memory
forever. The cost of being kidnapped was pricey the demise of my
friend.
2. Watching the back of Johor, I know we are destined to blossom our
camaraderie perpetually. Thank God for returning my buddy. However,
the fears of being kidnapped will remain etched in my mind. I cannot
forget the moment when John was being stabbed.