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Chapter 1: Tragedy on a major scale

Once there was this man, who was not aware that he had become a man yet. And in his thought of still being a boy, a kid, a child, he lived his life as he always had, without a single concern or negative thought in this mind of his. He was 18 years old, and he had just started his senior year at high school when it all happened. It was tragic, oh so tragic. The one person he truly loved, he lost to drugs. And after the death of his mother, he hasn’t been the same. It’s like he was a totally different person. Maybe he was, who knows?

He had lost everything, every little shred of life was gone. He had no love in his life, no reason to get up in the morning, no motivation to go to school, nothing, it was all gone, gone with her and the light who brightened up his day, use to brighten up his day. Now he had lost track of time and the days seemed as dark, gloomy and quiet as the nights did. He wasn’t going to find the answer, not now or any time soon it would seem.

Chapter 2: Life

He had started to look for hope everywhere, hope for a lighthouse in the far, hope for a brighter day, in friends, people that might become friends, people that he could talk to, people that he could relate to, people who had been through the same, or worse. He had started to appreciate all the people he had in his life. He treasured them more and more, more than anything else in the world.  This tragedy had thought him that life is a gift that you should treasure and make the best of, while you still have it. As fast as possible, he should learn that the greatest gift you can give is the example of your own life working. Not before he has learned that, can he be happy and go back to the same old life. Yet he shouldn’t really keep living in the past, he should move on to the future, who knows, there might be a love with a torch lighting up the way.

Chapter 3: The unexpected was more

He was back at school again. He had showed up in class every day this week, so far anyway. Yet he was distant, absentminded. He missed his home even though he was there ten minutes ago. He missed the beauty of the red and the orange from the sunrise he used to watch from his porch every morning, even though it was freezing outside. He didn’t care. He just sat there on the deck breaking the thin layer of snow that had come down in the last half hour. That was then. Now, he was going to school, which meant he was on the bus when the sun rose majestically up, higher and higher. The waves hit the rocks hard, harder than anyone would expect them too. The unexpected was more. It was not only how hard the waves hit the rocks, but also the fortitude of the wind. In which you could see in the trees along the shore. The shore, the coastline, the seaside.

Chapter 4: The unknown

He was now back in the present time. He was sitting out on the deck, looking at the stars in the sky. The stars, the planets, everything worth looking at were looked at. He couldn’t wait until Christmas came. He had already started thinking about Christmas, and he was done decorating. The star was up in the living-room window, the three was all done, the angels were up, the little gnomes were up, the fat men in red were up, all the snowmen, all the goblins were up and all the red-nosed reindeers were up. The presents were already underneath the Christmas three. It was the 3^rd of November, it was too early to even start to think about Christmas, but this was after all the very first Christmas he was going to arrange, usually his mom arranged them you know, but since she was gone, he would have to gather the family together and arrange Christmas. Anyhow, he was aware of this, so it would be Christmas this year as well. He was looking at the sunset as he use to look at the sunrise, with a glimpse in his eye, a glimpse of missing his mother. He looked at it with tears and a bit of loneliness in his eyes. And as he watched the sun fall down in the fjord and burned it up he broke down crying. Crying his eyes out he layed there in the snow just thinking: “why me?”, “Why couldn’t this have happened to someone else? Anyone else?”

He was reminiscing about moments he have had with her, with his mother. Happy moments, sad moments, good moments and bad. And then came someone, he didn’t know who it was. He hadn’t seen the person before either. It was an unknown. The person came and sat down beside him and said: “looks like you could need some company.”, he sat up, against the wall and said to the unknown: “that would be very nice. So kind of you to offer me some company. Who are you anyway?” and the person answered, with a kind and gentle voice: “Oh, I’m just a person who would like to get to know you. Why, you look so sad. What has happened?”. Like that, just like that, a friendship had been created. And like that, they sat for hours, before the person had to go, but it didn’t mind, because he had gained a friend and a better mood as well.