"The Scream"

A man was walking though the bridge. He was wearing black colored shirts, and the black shoes. His looking was like about 30- 40 year old, and his hair was barely growing. He looked pale. His clothes reminded funeral. Lots of people were walking by the beautiful lake, but the man with the black clothes looked vacant. Suddenly, he screamed with cracked voice.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" People were startled because of a big noise. The man kneeled down on the ground.


I think that was when I saw him first time. It was long time ago. He was 20 years old, as me. He had a nice smile. He and I was quite close to each other. His name was Conner. Jones Conner.  I didn't know about him that much, but we were in the same college, and took same major. He was majoring photographing. I was so jealous. Every picture that he took was perfect, but mine was so sloppy. He had so many friends also. I was the one of them. He liked taking pictures of the nature. He was really advisable guy.


I received the e-mail that Conner is getting married. It was wedding invasion from him.  Because it had been 5 years that I stopped going school. I left of absence. So I didn't meet him for 5years. I was about to forget him. However, I decided to go to his wedding. 


His wife was pretty. Really pretty. I felt kind of jealous. He had the capacity, money,fame and the beautiful wife. I greeted him with a joy, and we said " I missed  you so much" to each other as a matter of course. Despite we didn't. There were lots of people celebrating for him and his wife. After wedding I walked home alone.


 I  received  a call from an unknown person. He said he is a party of the college that I've been going. He gave me a phone number of unknown person. It seemed suspicious. I pressed the buttons and the dial tone started to stab my ear drum. "Hello.." It was a man's voice. " Sorry, I got your number from a party of the college. Do you have any business?" 
" I need some help" He said with the voice voice. " I'm Jones Conner. I hope you will remember me. I asked to college to find my old friends." I got the meaning what he was saying. So I told him my name and phone number. And we made appointment to meet.


 He looked so pitiable. He was almost bald and lean, and his face was pale. We talked for few hours. I was surprised. He lost his wife and daughter   by a car accident 3 years ago. He ceased doing works and got a serious cancel. And because of the shock, he didn't communicated with the people. So he needed a person who can help him and being friend. And that was me. I gladly accepted that. He seemed pleased. 


I saw him dying last week. Before he die he talked to me "So unfair." I didn't say anything. I waited for his last moment. I thought in mind 'No, you are not. You had everything, but there is a one thing that you didn't have. The experience of failure. That's why it's being harder to you." Finally, Jones closed his eyes.