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Please excuse the minor grammatical errors and the like, english is his second language.
"There was a boy whose name was Tom. Tom was born in a town. He was being raised by his mother and father. Like many other children, he liked playing with toy cars and construction sets and learning the world, he also had dreams. One of them was becoming a doctor. The boy wanted to help people; he was very kind by nature. But despite that, other children didn’t like him for some reason. All the time they made fun of him. So, Tom had never had friends. In other words, he was very lonely, although he wanted to have friends.
As Tom got older, he became depressed. Now he no longer wanted to help people. Moreover, he started losing faith in humanity. But he still didn’t understand why people didn’t like him. “What have I done wrong in my life?” Tom had asked himself this question many times so far. And there was no answer. By the age of sixteen, he had never been kissed by a girl and had experienced many bad things in his life. Such as bullying by the classmates and being treated badly by the teachers. He’d also tried to date girls and was rejected every time. Tom constantly asked himself, “Why? Why do they always reject me?! I can’t get it!”
Time was going fast. Tom decided not to celebrate his twentieth birthday. He didn’t have any aim in his life at the moment. But there was a thing that had recently happened. The thing was, Tom started realizing why people had always hated him and why he still was a virgin. “I’m ugly and short as fuck!” Tom said. “Look at this ugly creature!” he continued, pointing at the mirror. He now realized all the things. Filled with anxiety, he didn’t know what to do. Tom had always been told looks didn’t matter as well as height and that being himself was all he needed to do. “Fucking liars! They’ve always lied to me! I hate them! I hate this fucking world!” he screamed.
At the age of thirty, Tom was an unemployed alcoholic hating his life. The only things he enjoyed, except drinking, were watching old movies and eating junk food. In contrast, most of his bullies, who also got bad grades at school, had become successful. They had families with loving wives and children while Tom had nothing. The neighbors considered him a strange and even dangerous person. Well. They hated him just like other people. He’d tried to get a job many times. And every time was unsuccessful. One day Tom just was standing in front of the mirror and looking in it. What he saw was a fat bald man with dead eyes. “Life, tell me why you’re so unfair,” he suddenly whispered.
Tom died from a heart attack at the age of fifty. Nobody knew it until the neighbors felt an unpleasant smell coming from his apartment. The coroner thought he’d been dead for two weeks. Later, the body was cremated. No one knew what happened to his ashes. No one cared about it. No one noticed Tom passed away. All the people kept doing their daily routine as if nothing had happened. They had sex, enjoyed their lives and raised their children. To put it simply, they just were themselves."
"There was a boy whose name was Tom. Tom was born in a town. He was being raised by his mother and father. Like many other children, he liked playing with toy cars and construction sets and learning the world, he also had dreams. One of them was becoming a doctor. The boy wanted to help people; he was very kind by nature. But despite that, other children didn’t like him for some reason. All the time they made fun of him. So, Tom had never had friends. In other words, he was very lonely, although he wanted to have friends.
As Tom got older, he became depressed. Now he no longer wanted to help people. Moreover, he started losing faith in humanity. But he still didn’t understand why people didn’t like him. “What have I done wrong in my life?” Tom had asked himself this question many times so far. And there was no answer. By the age of sixteen, he had never been kissed by a girl and had experienced many bad things in his life. Such as bullying by the classmates and being treated badly by the teachers. He’d also tried to date girls and was rejected every time. Tom constantly asked himself, “Why? Why do they always reject me?! I can’t get it!”
Time was going fast. Tom decided not to celebrate his twentieth birthday. He didn’t have any aim in his life at the moment. But there was a thing that had recently happened. The thing was, Tom started realizing why people had always hated him and why he still was a virgin. “I’m ugly and short as fuck!” Tom said. “Look at this ugly creature!” he continued, pointing at the mirror. He now realized all the things. Filled with anxiety, he didn’t know what to do. Tom had always been told looks didn’t matter as well as height and that being himself was all he needed to do. “Fucking liars! They’ve always lied to me! I hate them! I hate this fucking world!” he screamed.
At the age of thirty, Tom was an unemployed alcoholic hating his life. The only things he enjoyed, except drinking, were watching old movies and eating junk food. In contrast, most of his bullies, who also got bad grades at school, had become successful. They had families with loving wives and children while Tom had nothing. The neighbors considered him a strange and even dangerous person. Well. They hated him just like other people. He’d tried to get a job many times. And every time was unsuccessful. One day Tom just was standing in front of the mirror and looking in it. What he saw was a fat bald man with dead eyes. “Life, tell me why you’re so unfair,” he suddenly whispered.
Tom died from a heart attack at the age of fifty. Nobody knew it until the neighbors felt an unpleasant smell coming from his apartment. The coroner thought he’d been dead for two weeks. Later, the body was cremated. No one knew what happened to his ashes. No one cared about it. No one noticed Tom passed away. All the people kept doing their daily routine as if nothing had happened. They had sex, enjoyed their lives and raised their children. To put it simply, they just were themselves."
