Where Is Future?

“Future, I can not find you! Where are you? I have already found Past!”

“You may appear, Future, he has really found me!”

“O’K, I’ll do it. But how did Present manage to find you, Past? It seemed to me, that I had concealed you thoroughly.”

“I sneezed…”

Almost every day in their childhood Past, Present and Future (bosom friends) had such kind of talks. Though they quarrelled every day, they made peace at the end of the day. Their parents could not understand how these boys got along with each other, they seemed to be too different to be such bosom friends. But they were. They always helped each other, gave necessary advice, and explained the things one of them did not understand. Usually Present did this, because he was wiser and brighter than his friends were. He was a good-looking smart boy with dark curly hair and green eyes. He was fond of reading books, science magazines and learning something he hadn’t known before.

Past was his opposition – his blond hair was straight and he wasn’t handsome at all. He was not so good at studies, but he was perfect in sport. Flexibility, force, courage and fearlessness were some of his traits. All his leisure time (except communicating with his friends, of course) was devoted to sport. Mr. Speed, his trainer, pinned his faith on this talented young man.

Future’s interests differed from his friends’. He devoted his spare time to machines as he liked building and disassembling electric devices; he wanted to find out everything that was connected with electricity.

Time passes quickly, so at the present moment our heroes study at different institutes, they are fourth-year students. Unfortunately they did not manage to meet each other during these four years as everybody was very busy. Their telephones were the only things that could connect them again. So, Present, Past and Future just call each other sometimes. Of course they have made friends with different people, maybe they have even changed their minds and interests in many things as their new friends have some kind of influence on them. So, all three of them have changed.

But one day the old friends decided to go somewhere together. They arranged that they would meet near the restaurant “Your Future Friend”. But Future did not tell his friends, that he was the host of this restaurant, he wanted to surprise them.

Present came earliest. A tall, good-looking man with blond hair came to him and asked if he had seen two cheerful men, waiting for somebody. He answered that he hadn’t. So this man took out the telephone from his long coat and pressed some buttons…and Past’s phone rang. Present was calling him.

“Hi, old chap! Where are you? I’m already near that restaurant, but neither you, nor Future, have come…”

“Present, I’m here too, just near the door.”

It occurred that the man, who had come to him several minutes earlier, was his friend, Past. They began laughing... But at the restaurant something strange was happening at that moment

“Dear, where is the host of this restaurant?”

“Mr. Future Green is in his office, sir.”

“Thank you, dear.”

The waitress (to another waitress):

“What a strange man, he is so nervous… There seems to be something wrong with him.”

“Don’t worry about it, he is just a bit drunk.”

But this man was not drunk at all, but he was really nervous. Today he was going to commit a crime. The reason was that he had run out of money, but he needed money greatly. He knew that he couldn’t earn the big sum of money that he needed. He couldn’t stand it any more. Of course, he wanted to give this up, but he did not manage. Everything had begun when his “friend” gave him “something very wonderful” to taste. He felt some kind of pleasure, he was high, he liked it. The other day he asked his friend to give him this thing again. At that moment he did not realize that “something very wonderful” was narcotic. Then he got into the way of taking narcotics. He sold everything he had and the only way out was to pitch somebody. So he decided to begin with this restaurant.

When he was near the door, he took out his mask and pistol. He opened the door and aimed his pistol at Mr. Green.

“Mr. Green, open your safe and give me all your money, otherwise I will kill you,” but Mrs. Green did not do anything. He seemed to be simply shocked. “Do you hear me?!” The criminal pushed him so strongly that he fell from the arm-chair.

“Well, j-just a minute, I’ll o-open it…” he stood up and came to the safe. But he did not notice that a peel of the banana, that he had thrown before criminal came, was lying there. He slipped. The nervous criminal automatically shot him.

“Oh, excuse me, I did not want” said he, but Mr. Green did not move any more. The criminal was shocked, he had at once forgotten about money. Suddenly he noticed a big window. It was his only chance to disappear, as people have heard the shot and where running here. He jumped out of the window. Two young men, sitting on the bench, gave him a strange look, but did not move.

Present and Past were sitting on the bench, waiting for Future. They called him, but Future did not take his phone.

“Where is Future?” asked Past, but they did not know that he was killed…

Future is impossible with narcotics. Drugs almost kill future in real life and they killed Future in this case.

PEOPLE, DO NOT TAKE DRUGS, THEY WILL KILL YOUR FUTURE…