A
boy is born into a normal family or a normal family for this world. A poor
family that uses their child as a human tool and doesn’t treat him like a human
being. This tool is to only extend the life of the elders and make the family
look good at the cost of the child doing it, however, this boy wanted to help
humanity by using sciences to advance technology to create jobs for the
overpopulated and polluted earth. Unfortunately, the parents didn’t want him to
become this and when the time came for him to go to college for his degree, his
parents let him out on his own to forge his own path by himself without any
help. The world he lives in doesn’t favor people on their own. He can’t find a
job to help him pay for an apartment, food, or the entry fee for college so he
can’t even get to the school he wanted.
He’s homeless, starving, and alone with nowhere to go
and no one to care for him. Soon he will die underneath a bridge, covered in
garbage and filth. This is a fate not meant for such a dreamer such as him, but
alas, the people meant to help him forsake him because he did not want to
follow their ways. As the boy’s life slowly fades away with each passing day,
insects, mice, and other vermin crawl over him and make him sick. He’s dying
faster and though these creatures are disgusting to most, he appreciates them
for giving him a quicker death. He even coddles with them and feeds them the
trash they feast on to give them a show of appreciation and the creatures
return the same as both man and vermin are the same here. Even after the boy
passes away, the vermin cover his body, eat, and bury it for at least he had
some use to someone or rather somethings. In a world that God created, in one
that, again, the people meant to help others forsake them instead, in a world only
meant to produce good, dreamers and angel-like men and women die in the filth
and garbage. The only gift that God could get through to this one boy was a
faster death. Such is the reality of the selfishness of weak men and wickedness
of evil.
Another story sees a young girl in a nice family. A
dim light in the dark of this world. Her parents work in the community to
provide food and clothing to it and the girl goes to school. She does her best
in school and is one of the best students in it. Some of her fellow classmates,
overcome with jealousy, bully her and ruin some of her work. Though she feels
hate for them, she doesn’t stoop to their level and ignores them when she has
to and reports them when she can. She gets them and several other spoiled
children on watch and is congratulated on her contribution to the school’s
reputation. During this day, she is also given many rewards by her parents and
the school itself. A victory in the face of many defeats indeed. This is also a
victory for the parents as pride in producing a wonderful daughter is the only
reward they truly wanted. For a second reward, they give the daughter cake and
beautiful clothes at their house. After eating, she joyfully goes upstairs to
try them all on. On this joyous day, the front door is kicked in by two
children of similar age to the girl and horrible things are done to them while
a boy of the same age climbs into the girl’s room via the window. He wears
black and red and carries a military issued pistol and combat knife.
“Why are you here?” she asks him.
He responds with silence and blocks the door and
window out of the room. She can see the resentment in his eyes and feels the
intensity of his emotions as he takes out his knife.
“Why do you get to have a nice family? Why are you
such a perfect person?” he asks while pointing the knife at her.
“I’m blessed by God.”
“Fuck Him and everything He’s done! He put me on this
forsaken earth and I’m going to make Him pay! Starting with people like you.”
The boy cuts up all the clothes she got, all the
clothes she currently has, and wrecks her room along with smiling pictures of
her and her family. She’s shocked by what he’s doing but doesn’t stop him.
He notices this, grabs her face, and says, “Why aren’t
you fighting back?”
He throws her against the wall.
“Fight back!”
“I can see that you’re angry. You’re one of those kids
that grew up with terrible parents, aren’t you? I know a lot of people like
you. They go to my school. They’re most of what our generation are right?”
“That’s right. So why don’t you do something about it?
You can make a difference like me.”
“You aren’t doing things the right way, but you can.”
“Ok, I’ll humor you.”
He walks to her and kneels.
“Tell me.”
She holds his hand and looks into his eyes.
“Stop this. Learn to love again and forgive others.”
“Can you forgive me for what I’ve done? Can you
forgive my friends downstairs who are killing your beloved parents?”
She swallows the hate and sorrow she feels.
“Yes. Yes, I will. I forgive you and your friends. I
can help you become better people.”
The girl hugs the boy and he feels compassion that is
a feeling so foreign to him. A feeling that he’s been longing for and a feeling
that he thought he could only get from his friends that are like him and his
demonic father figure.
“Michael! Are you done upstairs with that bitch?” a
feminine voice calls from downstairs.
The girl lets go of him but goes back to holding his
hand. He touches her face and wipes away her tears that have been flowing. His
hands tremble at his decision so he takes his knife and shoves in it her mouth
then stabs her in the chest, killing her.
He gets up, unblocks the door, and before leaving to
rejoin his friends, he says to the girl’s corpse, “You don’t deserve to live in
a world like this. You shouldn’t redeem someone like me…I’m not worth it.”
The boy goes back downstairs while reminding himself
in his mind that, “I’m doing evil to those who are evil, don’t forget that”.
The three children then burn down the family’s house. Yet another dim light in
the darkness is snuffed out.
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