Short Story Inpired by Death of a Salesman

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Short Story Inspired By Death of a Salesman Biff knocked on the door, but nobody replied. He pushed the knob down again and again, but it was helpless, the door was locked. “Dad, Dad?” Biff shouted, breathing heavily as he started to sweat. After a while he crouched on the floor, trying to get something out of that gap beneath, annexed his ears to the door so he could hear more clearly, but nothing worked. Finally, when Biff jumped up and started to swear, an old man pushed the door open. “Why didn’t you answer?” Biff looked straight into the old man’s eyes, trying not to get angry at him. Willy the old man looked at Biff with surprise, “Biff! What are you doing here in Boston?” Biff raised his volume, “answer my question dad, why didn’t you open the door, I’ve been knocking for five minutes, I called your phone, and I…” Willy pinched his nose, trying not to hesitate, “well… I was in the bathroom and I had the door shut...” Biff sighed, tapped on Willy’s shoulders and hugged him, “Dad, promise me, this won’t happen again alright? You are not going to lock yourself in a room like this ok?” Willy laughed, promised Biff that everything would be alright. Biff walked into the room, lied on the bed as he told Willy he failed his math test, and how he couldn’t get enough credits to graduate because of that. Willy on the other hand seems unfocused, for everything Biff said, he either nodded his head or said something short, hold his hands together on his laps, as if he is about to be interrogated. Biff found it unusual, in his memory every time he told Willy something about his scores; Willy would say a hell lot of things, about how he was always popular. As Biff was thinking, a sudden laughter interrupted him, it was a woman, and it was from the bathroom. Biff stood up immediately from the bed and shouted “Somebody got in your bathroom!” Willy stood in front

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