One of many, up towards ...
where he lead?
The question of fear or reason!
A child splits off and gives way to survival.
The adult is working quickly with futility.
The young people he is rebellious with permeability, offensive language, lashes out.
Where could lead the way out of what a soul was broken?
The little child brings forth its strength and gets his fighters for their courage, great he is and sees only one goal, to survive in another better world.
The adult is afraid for too long, it was done and he had done nothing for himself to change it. He seeks rather to put the place back and to lament, and to look up the ladder. As if the assistance would come down by itself. He flees into and becomes a whining nothing changed in the bundle remains confused statements, listen to no one wants.
the young people, swearing and cursing, wants to climb up away from the adult no matter whether family or anything else found on the sayings of the old anyway no love for him. And rose to head that almost tear the ropes and he falls down. But he, the end of the ladder reached more quickly as the child is weak and small hands and feet had to provide the force can hardly.
The path to the goal,
of who creates the survival since its a combative life out! The adult
not!
The small child can not defend themselves with little strength!
The boy, who rushes out into the free life around!
So it was that he, the youth heard above the last rung, the voice of a young kid ... frightened, angry hate-compliance by its movements. His features were soft and his eyes suddenly late down in the dark almost black. He had to continue to go down again, which he did not actually.
He heard louder the voice and face of a little girl. It
muttered to himself something like this: I can and even though Mama always said something different. I can ...
The teenager cried as loud as hanging down to the child to see them had no more strength, "You can do it, I'll help you! He went a step further, his hand toward her stretching. The child showed no emotion and everything just took his hand and was pulled up lies covered in the heat which brought the young person to her. Thus the child slipped into the young, sheltered in his heart.
He wanted to go, turn away from the ladder, there came the faint whisper of an earlier voice in his ear.
If you do not mind and you're so cold as your tormentor, then go out into the wild with the child,
you have feelings for the rescued children want and free life, then I advise you this adult down there in front of you the stares and does not want to see life, full of suicidal thoughts wander because of the futility of his life to take. He is the starting point for a life in freedom. It can lead in reason and goodness, you can grow to two and you can teach him the meaning, the sense of having feelings. All that he has lost.
He could not help it painfully climbed the ladder down into the almost infinite, he was mad crazy on these stupid adults. But what stirred in him, shake off what he wanted, but could not.
arrived when he shouted, and a terrible storm raged in him and what did he do?
He took the adult by the hand and said loudly and clearly come with me and see me not so crazy at. Man, do you want but also the freedom to get out of the crap, what the run with us. Come and go, he pushed and pulled him with his anger on the ladder, so it came that the adult with the young person and the child went up. Full of power and what the breath coming from, but together they achieved.
The reward was that the futility heard on that love to stop off and got the confidence back all the emotions.
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