At a very young age she realised that people were hurtful. She learnt that no matter what, if she was openly herself, she'd get hurt. So, she decided to make a shield. But this shield wasn't very good at being a shield for a few reasons. The first was that it was weak: any strong knife or sword could easily rip through it. The second reason was it that it was covered with pointy spokes.
Now these spokes were invisible but painful, but, seeing how she never pointed to shield at herself, she didn't even know that they existed. So, as she went through life brandishing her special shield in everyone's faces, she didn't realise just how many people she hurt.
The thing about people is once they're hurt, they don't like to get hurt again. The only way for the people who knew her to do this was to avoid the sword and its awful spokes. Since she always carried her shield with her, the only way for people to do this was to avoid her completely. Even the kindest of people who knew that she didn't mean to hurt them soon started to avoid her. And the meanest of people would hurt her back and penetrate the shield having no concern for the person behind it.
One day, she sat in her room, all alone with no one to call. As hurtful as people where to her, she thrived on their attention. She felt the happiest when surrounded by all her friends and family. But as she sat in her room, she realised that she had no one she could talk to. All of her friends had left her for what appeared to her to be an unknown reason. Even her family had locked themselves in their rooms to avoid this shield.
Feeling confused and deeply upset, she started to sob. As the tears fell down her face, she let go of her precious shield. She stayed confused for some time and more and more she put down her shield. As those who loved her saw the shield being put aside, they started to stop avoiding her.
Unfortunately, being less sad, she would pick up her shield again. People would tell her about the spokes, hoping she would stop hurting them, but it was to no avail. She still carried it around everywhere, but she started to become wiser as to whom she pointed it at.
It wasn't until many years later that she started to notice how people reacted to her shield. When that happened, she realised that all these years of her suffering were due to what was supposed to help end her suffering. Tearing up a little, she decided to hide the shield away and to go face life with nothing to protect her, just as she had as a little girl.
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Hope you liked my little story, and, for the record, no, this isn't about me.
Now these spokes were invisible but painful, but, seeing how she never pointed to shield at herself, she didn't even know that they existed. So, as she went through life brandishing her special shield in everyone's faces, she didn't realise just how many people she hurt.
The thing about people is once they're hurt, they don't like to get hurt again. The only way for the people who knew her to do this was to avoid the sword and its awful spokes. Since she always carried her shield with her, the only way for people to do this was to avoid her completely. Even the kindest of people who knew that she didn't mean to hurt them soon started to avoid her. And the meanest of people would hurt her back and penetrate the shield having no concern for the person behind it.
One day, she sat in her room, all alone with no one to call. As hurtful as people where to her, she thrived on their attention. She felt the happiest when surrounded by all her friends and family. But as she sat in her room, she realised that she had no one she could talk to. All of her friends had left her for what appeared to her to be an unknown reason. Even her family had locked themselves in their rooms to avoid this shield.
Feeling confused and deeply upset, she started to sob. As the tears fell down her face, she let go of her precious shield. She stayed confused for some time and more and more she put down her shield. As those who loved her saw the shield being put aside, they started to stop avoiding her.
Unfortunately, being less sad, she would pick up her shield again. People would tell her about the spokes, hoping she would stop hurting them, but it was to no avail. She still carried it around everywhere, but she started to become wiser as to whom she pointed it at.
It wasn't until many years later that she started to notice how people reacted to her shield. When that happened, she realised that all these years of her suffering were due to what was supposed to help end her suffering. Tearing up a little, she decided to hide the shield away and to go face life with nothing to protect her, just as she had as a little girl.
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Hope you liked my little story, and, for the record, no, this isn't about me.
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