foursacredstreams
The scorn in their eyes, it was nearly unbearable. Such bitterness, such hatred, and to see it in the eyes of the people who I had considered my friends, my family, it made me want to fall into a deep, dark pit, never to rise again.
And so he spread his wings, gracefully as a swan, escaping this pathetic world which he used to call home. Strange as it may sound, he had been an ugly duckling not that long ago, but that was back when he had been trapped by life. Death was a whole new beginning.