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This story isn't necessarily for those who may be the weak of heart. It touches on some majorly important issues that some people may not take very well, and I would just like you all to be warned beforehand. This story could dramatically change the way you look at some things in the world.
This is the story of a boy and how things changed for him many times over a relatively short period of time.
This boy was a very nice boy, a bit awkward in social situations, but very charming in his own unique way. He had friends that he laughed with, shared secrets, grown closer to, and even shed a few tears with. He had amazing potential without really trying and did very well for himself in his endeavors.
To test his potential to the limits he decided to go away and try walking a brand new path to call his own. While doing so, he met some new friends, and tested himself to the limits in whole new ways. Yet even while he was still doing relatively well for his attempts, he was finding that the path that he was walking had completely new trials he was to face and had no idea how to deal with them.
When he searched for help he found that his new friends weren't close enough to him to help, and that his old friends he had left too far behind him to be able to reach. Despite this, he still tried his best and had overcome these new obstacles. Only to find that there were even more challenges for him to face.
Even with these new challenges, he faced them alone and overcame them, but not without consequence. The boy had been badly damaged from surviving his trials, and had to make time to rest if he was going to continue.
As he rested, he grew bitter and cold. He blamed those who were not there to help for the pain that he endured. He felt the hatred of the world boil up inside and take over most of what he was.
The bitterness had made him feel strong enough to take on the challenges once again head on. The boy, blinded by his hate, made many mistakes, and fell many times, suffering much in the process. He was about done with it all, when he met a savior.
The boy was unsure of the savior at first, but decided to humor the man. In humoring him, the boy feigned kindness and happiness. Eventually the mask had seemed to become a real part of who the boy was, and he could feel the hate in him slowly subside.
The boy continued upon this path and felt elation for the changes in him. He was becoming a new person that was even kinder than he was before. Yet unknown to the boy at the time, this was not for long, and nobody, not even the boy himself, could predict what was to happen next.
A insurmountable mountain had appeared before him upon his path. He attempted, again, again, and again, but to no avail. There was no help, no assistance, no encouragement for this boy while he tried. He felt betrayed worse than he had ever felt anything before in his life. So, the hatred returned stronger than before, and the boy was all alone once again.
He still felt some of his kind soul inside the sea of hate, but it was only a drop, compared to an ocean. This had driven the boy to making the worst mistake that any person could ever do.
The boy had tried to take his own life. He wanted an end to the pain and hate that the world had given him time and time again. He tried, and he tried again, and he tried yet again.
Luckily the boy was unsuccessful in his attempts, and lived through his ordeal. He lived because he had been saved by an angel.
This angel had shown him the errors of his ways. He was not angry at the world and his old friends, but angry at himself for never really trying to stay close to his old friends or becoming close with his new friends. His pain wasn't from the pain of failing his challenges, but the pain of failing himself. The angel had told him, though, that what he had been through was not in vein.
The boy was to suffer his trials so that he could teach those who would listen and needed the advice that there will always be someone to help you. That even when you feel alone, if you really look around, you can find somebody who cares and is there for you. He was to do everything he could to help others out of the downward spiraling pain that he had endured.
That boy is now taking his new lot on life and living it out to the best of his abilities. He shares his love and knowledge freely with all who will listen. He does what he can for those who fall and don't know how to get back up.
While the boy still suffers through pains every now and again, he can now smile at them kindly. He knows that while he may hurt, after he heals, it will serve to help others in pain in the future.
So do not weep for the boy, for he does not wish for it. He is in a much better place than he had ever been, and wishes only for you to learn to love others as he has.
This is the story of a boy and how things changed for him many times over a relatively short period of time.
This boy was a very nice boy, a bit awkward in social situations, but very charming in his own unique way. He had friends that he laughed with, shared secrets, grown closer to, and even shed a few tears with. He had amazing potential without really trying and did very well for himself in his endeavors.
To test his potential to the limits he decided to go away and try walking a brand new path to call his own. While doing so, he met some new friends, and tested himself to the limits in whole new ways. Yet even while he was still doing relatively well for his attempts, he was finding that the path that he was walking had completely new trials he was to face and had no idea how to deal with them.
When he searched for help he found that his new friends weren't close enough to him to help, and that his old friends he had left too far behind him to be able to reach. Despite this, he still tried his best and had overcome these new obstacles. Only to find that there were even more challenges for him to face.
Even with these new challenges, he faced them alone and overcame them, but not without consequence. The boy had been badly damaged from surviving his trials, and had to make time to rest if he was going to continue.
As he rested, he grew bitter and cold. He blamed those who were not there to help for the pain that he endured. He felt the hatred of the world boil up inside and take over most of what he was.
The bitterness had made him feel strong enough to take on the challenges once again head on. The boy, blinded by his hate, made many mistakes, and fell many times, suffering much in the process. He was about done with it all, when he met a savior.
The boy was unsure of the savior at first, but decided to humor the man. In humoring him, the boy feigned kindness and happiness. Eventually the mask had seemed to become a real part of who the boy was, and he could feel the hate in him slowly subside.
The boy continued upon this path and felt elation for the changes in him. He was becoming a new person that was even kinder than he was before. Yet unknown to the boy at the time, this was not for long, and nobody, not even the boy himself, could predict what was to happen next.
A insurmountable mountain had appeared before him upon his path. He attempted, again, again, and again, but to no avail. There was no help, no assistance, no encouragement for this boy while he tried. He felt betrayed worse than he had ever felt anything before in his life. So, the hatred returned stronger than before, and the boy was all alone once again.
He still felt some of his kind soul inside the sea of hate, but it was only a drop, compared to an ocean. This had driven the boy to making the worst mistake that any person could ever do.
The boy had tried to take his own life. He wanted an end to the pain and hate that the world had given him time and time again. He tried, and he tried again, and he tried yet again.
Luckily the boy was unsuccessful in his attempts, and lived through his ordeal. He lived because he had been saved by an angel.
This angel had shown him the errors of his ways. He was not angry at the world and his old friends, but angry at himself for never really trying to stay close to his old friends or becoming close with his new friends. His pain wasn't from the pain of failing his challenges, but the pain of failing himself. The angel had told him, though, that what he had been through was not in vein.
The boy was to suffer his trials so that he could teach those who would listen and needed the advice that there will always be someone to help you. That even when you feel alone, if you really look around, you can find somebody who cares and is there for you. He was to do everything he could to help others out of the downward spiraling pain that he had endured.
That boy is now taking his new lot on life and living it out to the best of his abilities. He shares his love and knowledge freely with all who will listen. He does what he can for those who fall and don't know how to get back up.
While the boy still suffers through pains every now and again, he can now smile at them kindly. He knows that while he may hurt, after he heals, it will serve to help others in pain in the future.
So do not weep for the boy, for he does not wish for it. He is in a much better place than he had ever been, and wishes only for you to learn to love others as he has.