Robonekro
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This boy was a special boy. His heart was mechanical and his body was only half alive...but he was more alive than any person he knew. Everyday he'd walk around the city and say hello to every stranger and leave a nickel in the homeless persons cup.
His muscles were weak and his voice was hoarse but his words and actions spoke louder than any politician. He continued these good deeds until he crossed one particular person. This girl was the opposite to this boy in terms of emotion. Her brash and jagged heart only knew negativity in life.
The boy tried to comfort her jagged heart, cutting himself while attempting but he strived anyhow. She pushed him down to the ground, thinking he was doing wrong. "What are you doing!?" She screamed, hugging herself tightly. "Leave me alone! Im...Happy...like this!". A large amount of blood spewed from her mouth as she dribbled the word 'Happy'. This girl truely was a monster of her emotions creation.
The boy saw no other way of reacting...he slowly got up and wrapped her in a hug.
This kind and unselfish deed was only met by the sudden Snikt of blade meeting flesh. Countless spikes jutted from her heart into his body, rendering it even more dead. "I. Dont. Need. Your. HELP!" She screamed, pushing his lifeless body from the spikes. ...but then, as she looked down at the blood and body, she began to realise her mistake. He only wanted to help, and she had killed the only person who approached her.
From that day forward, on the same street, she'd walk and say hello to every stranger...and leave a nickel in the homeless mans cup. But, unlike the boys routine, she'd add another flower to his makeshift grave. By the end of her life..she had managed to spell out, in countless flowers, "Thank you, kind one".
The end.
His muscles were weak and his voice was hoarse but his words and actions spoke louder than any politician. He continued these good deeds until he crossed one particular person. This girl was the opposite to this boy in terms of emotion. Her brash and jagged heart only knew negativity in life.
The boy tried to comfort her jagged heart, cutting himself while attempting but he strived anyhow. She pushed him down to the ground, thinking he was doing wrong. "What are you doing!?" She screamed, hugging herself tightly. "Leave me alone! Im...Happy...like this!". A large amount of blood spewed from her mouth as she dribbled the word 'Happy'. This girl truely was a monster of her emotions creation.
The boy saw no other way of reacting...he slowly got up and wrapped her in a hug.
This kind and unselfish deed was only met by the sudden Snikt of blade meeting flesh. Countless spikes jutted from her heart into his body, rendering it even more dead. "I. Dont. Need. Your. HELP!" She screamed, pushing his lifeless body from the spikes. ...but then, as she looked down at the blood and body, she began to realise her mistake. He only wanted to help, and she had killed the only person who approached her.
From that day forward, on the same street, she'd walk and say hello to every stranger...and leave a nickel in the homeless mans cup. But, unlike the boys routine, she'd add another flower to his makeshift grave. By the end of her life..she had managed to spell out, in countless flowers, "Thank you, kind one".
The end.
