aditnotthat
The lightning struck. He looked at the window. "How could the sky be so mean to the earth?" he thought. And then he wept.
He remembered his father, his mother, his brother, fuck that. What am I talking about? These has got nothing to do with lightning.
She bought the ticket last week. She had hoped to meet him. This far, she had saved. She had even skipped purchasing meals just to buy it.
"This ticket. Finally," Said she. "I now can finally meet him."
The whole world is a cruel world, a violent world. Particularly for the weak minded people. And I'm talking about socially-inadept people. They are rejected by the society because they think they can't mingle with them. Freaks, they say. That's violent. Unfair. Why can't they accept socially-inadept people into their social life?
Happiness will be the last trophy I want to achieve in my life. There are no other trophy worth more than happiness. I want to reach that trophy. It's like participating in a race and reaching for it. Just substitute the trophy with happiness.
It comes upon him like a plague. He can't sleep. He can't even blink. It scares him to death. Following him. Yesterday, today, tomorrow. And he heard it knocking on his door. He screamed. He hid.
I never wanted to be mean to people. All I want is them accepting me the way I am. I am just awkward—I never meant to look like a rude person. I apologize if I look that way. Most socially-awkward people look like that. We just can't explicitly show our feelings.
What is braid? The only 'braid' that I know is that computer game, and I haven't even played it yet. Braid kind of reminds me to the word 'bride', but I'm pretty sure they have no connection whatsoever. Braid is something else.
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