Read The Writer :: The Writer

After a few weeks went by I finally received a letter stating that I would need to come in to the association headquarters. I began to wonder if this meant good news. Surely it must or they wouldn't have called upon me. It was another beautiful day outside. Summer always gave me such a thrill of excitement. Even when I doubted myself it gave me strength. I walked the streets once more and they were as busy as ever. I almost ran to the glorious building. The sun presenting a ray behind the building. The fresh air that was far away enough from the factories to be polluted made me smile.

As I neared the front of the building I saw others waiting outside. Why did they call me? I just wasn't sure anymore. Some of the people I recognized from before. The man who stood in front of me looked shaken. You can sense how jittery he was. He must be either extremely excited or doubtful of why he was here. We were in the same position. All I could think is that only one of us got in. One by one we walked into the building. By the time I got to the front door my heart was beating out of my chest. I was paranoid that everyone could hear it. Although, I knew it wasn't possible.

It was finally time to go into the office. My palms were sweaty and I kept wiping them on my pants. Hopefully it wasn't leaving stains. Thank god I wore black pants today. I tried to look as professional as possible. I stepped inside the room and all eyes were on me. The man that sat at his beautiful carved wooden desk stood up. He was tall and he strode to the front of the room. He had a splash of grey hair. It didn't make him look older, just more mature. He motioned for almost everyone to leave the room except the two men that stood beside him.

"I read your story. I have to say it was great. We all really enjoyed it." I looked up at the man in charge with complete shock. A smile crept across my face. They liked it. These words kept repeating through my mind. It gave me such a thrill, but it was soon squashed. "It's amazing how you can make something so insignificant sound so intriguing. It's a skill few possess." I tried not to look angry at that statment. I gritted my teeth ans said. "Thank you." I didn't want to lose this opportunity. Or did I? Now I wasn't too sure. Thinking love was trivial was completely baffiling to me. What world did these people live in Did nothing but conquests of war matter to them?

That's all they really wrote about. I read their books and that's the main reason I wanted this postion. Now I saw that it would never happen. The boss spoke again but this time with a booming voice. "Congratulations sir! You're in the academy. This prestige will follow you always." These words gave me a swell of pride. Once I was led back out the hallway and into the streets it quickly diminished.