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The twinkle of the waves shine like the glint of a beautiful smile, brushing against the fine sand of the early morning shore and out emerges a single unknown entity, illuminated with a burning passion, stretching its radiance from the ground in which it stood to the heavens above.
And there's no way to glow but brighter.
He had led a massive prison break, it was all too easy with the incredible sources he had, and having countless criminals in his debt would benefit him greatly. As he walked down the long isle he smiled at each belligerent glare. An especially pugnacious, bulky woman attempted to step forward in a somewhat threatening manner. He turned and shot her in the head as if it were second hand nature for him, like writing his own name. Then he proceeded along the aisle as if a woman had not been just murdered, and grinned at the gaping faces around him, insanity glinting in his eyes. He was glad, really, that she had volunteered herself as the first example to others of what it meant to be a pawn. After all, the only way to obtain power was through fear, and pawns serve the ones with power. Tomorrow, he thought, I'll send my first pawns out on to the playing board. And pretty soon they'll have to realize that they're a part of a much, much bigger game.
A good friend once asked me which I believed is more important: a good education, or a kind heart. After pondering this for a while, I decided that education can be obtained, anyone can become educated at any given point in time. But having a kind heart and good character, it isn't just easily taught, it's a gift. And he who has a kind heart, and accumulates joy out of serving others will live a life far happier than the most educated man.
My shift had finally ended, and I had decided to treat my family to some takeout. As I got to the front of the line and pulled out my wallet to pay, a young woman ran up to me and gave me a huge bear hug, then insisted on paying for my whole family. I looked at her, stunned and confused, and as she realized I didn’t recognized her, she smiled at me with eyes shining in endless gratitude.
“On September 11th, 2001, you carried me out of the burning World Trade Center. This is the least I can do to repay you.”
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