1999

1999 is a year that will haunt me forever.

No matter how hard I try to forget it, I just can't.

My friends and classmates ask me all kinds of questions to try and make me explain the events of that year. And I always give a similar answer.

"What happened that year?"

        Don't ask what.

"Why are you scared of that year?"

        Don't ask why.

"How did you get this fear?"

        Don't ask how.

Just.

Ask.

WHEN.