That's when I saw him. The person I thought I will never see again. Oh, hold up, you are probably confused about what's going on. Well, let me explain, but I'll have to start from very beginning.

It was normal day in London. Not very sunny, but not very cloudy at the same time. I was leaving college when I heard familiar voice.
"Yo, David, wait up!" I turned around and I saw my best friend Peter. "Why are you in such hurry? We finally graduated from college, let's celebrate!" Peter said to me.
"Maybe some other time, Peter, I need to go back to my apartment." I said to Peter, hoping that he wouldn't get mad at me.
"Fine! Maybe some other time. See ya!" Peter said to me before he entered his car.
I walked over to my car and entered it. After twenty minutes of driving, I was in front of building I was living in. I entered it and I climbed the stars. I entered my apartment and just when I was about to enter the kitchen, I saw letter under my feet. I picked it up and I noticed that there was no name of the person who sent it. I opened it and started reading it. This is what I read:
"Dear David,
I know you haven't heard from me in a while and I also know that you're probably surprised because you are thinking that I died in a car accident ten years ago in Egypt, but that's not true. I'm alive, but I can't tell you where I live, because if those men find this letter, it would be the end of the world. If you want to find mire answers, ask person named RR.
Dad"
At first, I thought this was some kind of sick joke, but I remembered that no one knows what happened to my dad. You see, he died in car accident ten years ago, my mother died two years after I was born, and since then, I was living with my grandparents, but they both live in Ireland. I was suspicious, and I immediately packed my bags and booked one ticked to Ireland.

When I arrived in Ireland, my grandparents were happy to see me. My grandma immediately started making  dinner, and my grandpa went looking for his chess, 'cause that's our "tradition" to play chess every day. I quickly climbed the stairs up to attic.
"C'mon, where are they?!" I said while looking for dad's documents. Just when I was about to give up, I saw one extremely old box. I opened it and saw few pictures of dad's and mom's wedding day. I also found dad's diary, which was full of his adventures in different places. I compared manuscript in the letter and in his diary. They were completely the same.
"I can't believe this! He's alive!" I said as I didn't knew should I be happy or mad at him!
"Honey, dinner is ready!" My grandma yelled as I was slowly calming down. "One meal won't hurt!" I thought as I was going toward dinning room.