ONCE UPON A TIME, THERE WAS A
story, not just any story, but a story where the good guys win and the bad guys lose, sometimes there would be lessons to learn, and sometimes it was for the audiences entertainment. Not all stories can be like that,
EVERYDAY,
The people of the world would be consumed, no matter what happened it was as if they were lost to life itself, they worship idols, and fame, riches and popularity. The people who could not or would not suffered for many a time it didn't matter who.
ONE DAY,
a normal person, one who would worship or proclaim excitement to many if not all of these things, this person changed their perspective, it all began with the kindness from someone who suffers from being different. The person gave this main character what little money he had and said that his time here was done, he said it was all he had but a single dollar, 'how could he live in this world' thought the main character, 'with such low money, doesn't he know that money is something you worship and hold as the most treasured?' The person thought to himself as he began to question the reality of this. 'Also, how would he know of what happened to the singer, who is the most popular, who got dumped, I never heard of him before so he obviously wasn't at all popular, I tried to know everyone, fame is everything! He had no idols, what is wrong with that man?'
BECAUSE OF THAT,
The person in this story couldn't sleep well and ended up with a terrible and wonderful dream, in it an unknown figure dressed in rich clothes and special aura, it was so happy that he wanted it but he couldn't reach it, the unknown person spoke out to him, "Do you remember me? I hoped I could speak to you again and tell you that I appreciate the gift I recieved from you."
The dreamer spoke out to the voice in the dream exclaiming, "What gift, I never gave a gift in my life! I have the knowledge to know that by gathering everything I get and treasuring my riches I live with the best."
Answering the main character the silhouette reveals himself as the man who gave everything away, he was dead but he looked very alive, "You gave me the gift of giving, without you my wonderful gifts would have been put to waste. I want to thank you for the shame you set aside for me, and the kindness you showed to me before I left your world, I appreciated it," Smiles away the man.
"What kindness, I tried to ignore you and I coughed on you for the sake of humility, and as for shame, I stood dignified with the power of my popularity and riches!" Yells out the main character to his dream.
"You went out of your daily routine and gave me a use in the end of my day, you showed me yourself without hiding and you also kept to yourself, I felt happy when you didn't want me to give as if I was going. And before I go," the man exclaims stepping forward and showing him the now healed scars from his real-life death. They were healed and it seemed as if he made them happy, "You have so much potential so don't waste it. Goodbye."
The main character frowned at this and realized the error of this world, when he got up the next day he gave everything away and lived out the rest of his days using what he learned from the old man, he kept that one dollar bill, and he could feel the hearts of everyone it touched
UNTIL FINALLY,
He met the same fate as the old man, He gave away the dollar to some rich snob just like the millions of people before him, and he changed the rich person's life forever, as for his death, he got hit by a stampede on Black Friday many of the rich never got what they wanted or -needed- but the main character. Just like the old man before him he recieved the gifts of luxury at the end of his days, because he was humble and kind when everyone expected rich and rude. The cycle can continue forever until the world is changed, Thine end. |
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