One upon a time..

There was this boy. He had good parents and was having a perfect live!

Animals followed him, his siblings loved him, and everything seemed like it was going to be alright!

Yet...

The flowers wilted.

Beauty shall never last.

Everything around the little boy crumbled.

His parents slip apart.

His siblings despised him for coming out as gay.

People began to bully him at school.

"I wish to be gone from this dreaded place." Said the boy, "I wish to be free with God!"

And so it shall be granted.

The gun was brought up to his head.

After mere seconds, blood of the young boy plastered the wall as he fell to the ground.

He lied there, limp.

Broken from what society and life has done to him.

See that boy?

Well.

That boy is me.

Elliot.

He wished to be perfect.

He wanted to save others yet nobody could save him.

Now, why is that?

God just wanted him to suffer?

Is life just a bitch who stabs you in the back?

Incorrect.

It's the society.

People are homeless, yet others do nothing.

Rich people only care about themselves.

Terrorists will kill only for the satisfaction of hearing your screams of pain.

And that's what it did.

If only we had a peaceful society..

All of this could have changed, couldn't it..?

°° Elliot Valkrum °°