HOW can you determine whether a person is a good friend? Is it when they want you to be happy even if they don’t involve you in their plans because their evil deeds could sway you, or is it when they want you to do things you’ve never tried before?
My definition of a good friend is simple: we all have a smile on our faces and we are delighted; there is no conflict and self-envy; there is no disparaging the friend when he turns away, and most importantly, he does not feel excluded from their circle of friends.
My concept of a friend is the basic of the basics, so why it is so hard to find? It’s not uncommon among a group of pals; I see a lot of them all like that. But why is mine an error and cannot be found?
Others argue that men’s companionship is ideal because it is pure enjoyment with no envy, as opposed to women, who are full of quarrels while being full of themselves, plastic, and self-exalte
DO you know the awful work that people always do? They know that nothing nice can bring them anything but misery, yet they continue to do it anyhow. They are aware of the implications of their actions, yet they continue to engage in them until they experience negative effects, at which point they will change and cease their behaviors.They may have avoided a disastrous conclusion if they had stopped the first time they were advised not to do so.But I was always wondering why forbidden is so delectable? They can provide you comfort and pleasure in life, but may also bring you harm.I grasped my head since the agony was still there and my eyesight was becoming blurry, so I took a big breath. “I need to hurry to my room before my parents see me in this condition; they regularly come home, so I have to hide,” I told myself.I attempted to rise again because my foot felt like a withered
HEARING the words, "you are the most important thing in our lives." from my father's mouth gave a different tickle to my heart. I always thought to myself that I am not important in my whole life because I was blinded by what I heard from other people’s mouths.I didn’t even think the expensive things they give me are a way in which they indicate they love me, so the expensive gift they give me is worthless because the one they truly love and cherish is none other than me.It was as if I wanted to be swallowed by the earth because I used to think they were giving me gifts for nothing. I don’t even think that the price of what they give me is just low compared to myself, as dad said earlier.Am I undervaluing myself?"All right, dad, we're going to the hospital tomorrow," I told him. Although I don't want to know the result of my test, if that can give peace of mind to papa's mind, I
HOW can you tell that you are lucky with your parent? Is that when you have a loving mother and a reliable father? Or is it a wealthy parent who will buy everything you want, even if it is too expensive as long as they make you happy?Me, I can say I’m lucky with my parents because they always take care of me even if it’s very hard for them to understand me. Not only are they loving, reliable, rich, buying everything I want, but they are the people who are always on my side, even when the world doesn’t like me. My happiness is their happiness even if it hurt them and they want to see their child improve into a better person.“Dad, thank you so much!” I said to him, and I saw he shook his head while smiling.“You’re always welcome, young boy. If you have a problem, just come to daddy! Hahahaha!” he said, so the smile disappeared from my face and was replaced by a frown
WHAT will you do when you find out that you are going to die? When is your life going to be set in stone? Will you spend your last days on earth living in ecstasy or will you devote it to battle your illness although you have no guarantee of survival?Because I’d rather spend the rest of my day knowing that I was happy before I vanished from the world. I don’t want to fight in a game where I don’t know whether I’ll win or lose. Not wanting to squander the rest of my life and delight on something that I believed would not save me, so I decided to forego the idea.Both have benefits and drawbacks because nothing is 100% harmonious. The fact that I choose to enjoy my time on earth rather than recover makes me feel as if I have squandered the life and happiness that I would be able to obtain when I am fully healed. But If I opt to seek professional help, it’s as if I’m squandering the remainder of my life in t
DAD abruptly rose to his feet, allowing me to examine him. “Dad, where are you going?” I inquire.With a meagre smile on his face, he glanced my way. “Zacheus, I’m sorry, but I have a few things to take care of at work. Rest there first, since tomorrow you’ll be returning home and you’ll need plenty of energy, okay? Don’t worry, I’ll get back to you as soon as I’m done with my tasks,” he reassured me.I gave a head nod. “All right, dad,” I said as he turned to face me and began walking out of my room. When he finally exited the door, I let out a big sighed.I’m sure my father is having a difficult time right now since I became ill when he was preoccupied with his job. He bears a great deal of responsibility in our town, since he is a senator, and they expected him to perform a thorough job.I gave a sour grin. “
HAVING someone trust in you and think that you can accomplish your goals is really gratifying. Particularly if your parents say it to you.Though I think I’ve reached the end of the battle, they’re supplying me with a drive to keep going and not quit in the midst of a fight, since I believe it to be over even if I’m just getting started. We should not be terrified of our opponent’s clutches; they seem frightening and lead us to believe that the conflict has a conclusion even if it does not.They don’t make me feel like a loser after I discovered I am diagnosed with stage 4 brain cancer. Until they are compelled me to continue the fight, I will move forward! I will not squander my life because I believe I will perish at the end of the day.We only have one life, and if we give it up instantly, there is nothing we can do to prevent it from being taken away from us forever.
THE tax that the government collects is for the benefit of the country, not for my medical expenses or other people’s extravagant expenditures.I need to speak with my father later. In the midst of my inaction, I decided to activate my cellphone and look for what-if events on the internet. Unexpectedly, I stumbled on a website titled Live Suicide, which piqued my interest, so I clicked on it and read the passage.Live Suicide is an exclusive platform where people put an end to their lives and commit suicide virtually where many rich people can watch it!I squinted at what I had just read. “What is Live Suicide, and how does it work? Nothing like this has ever made sense to me in my entire life, and I’m shocked that it exists,” I said to myself.You will receive millions of dollars in incentives if you take part in Live Suicide!I was about to continu
THE problem cannot be resolved just by thinking about it; in fact, thinking about it exacerbates the difficulty and deteriorates the situation. If I want to remedy my dilemma, I must take action right now. Because not only will this issue effect myself and my family but also other individuals who have nothing to do with it.My father got afflicted because of my pestilence cancer, which has the potential to disseminate to other individuals. As a result, I needed to develop a remedy to prevent the sickness from spreading and to ensure that it vanished from the human path before it could wreak havoc.I took a deep breath and closed my eyes firmly. I need to think of a solution, while daddy and Mr. Normal are now conversing in depth. I hoped in my head that Mr. Norman would be able to persuade father not to do what he want, or at least he would insist on reclaiming the money he stole from others.My brain was dazzled as some
AFTER hearing what he said, a sour grin grew over my lips, and the sins I had committed in the past several years raced through my head. "Who am I to label them as a demon? Who am I to condemn them simply because they do something wrong? What exactly am I? I reminded myself that I was Zacheus, a renowned demon. As a demon, I'm here in the hornet's nest. They are like me. I am just like them. We are all demons disguised as humans. The only difference is that the demons here intend to murder me in order to lessen the number of demons around the globe.At least they have a valid excuse to murder me... That is sufficient for me because I also have a compelling motive to kill myself. We only shared the same desire to get rid of the devil, who is causing evil to proliferate throughout the world."Please forgive me for what I said earlier. I was only overcome with fear and said those words," I murmured, looking tensely at the ground that was covered with gold and diamonds. "And you're corr
IN THE aftermath of Adrastos's statement, four guys came up to me and tied my hand. My eyes widened, and my pulse began to race. "Why do you have to bind my hand?" I questioned them and winced as a guy abruptly tightened the shackles on the hand when I dared to speak."Perhaps you're preparing to flee because your brain has suddenly changed and you don't want to die anymore," the guy in front of me said.My brow furrowed. Why would I even attempt to flee if I knew I couldn't? I'm curious now that I'm nearing the end of my life. I am not that frightened to death. I am stick to my plans that I would commit suicide even before I signed up to be a participant here. I am fortunate in that I will continue to earn money even after I die.I shall not squander this chance to atone for my faults in the world. This is the only opportunity I have to help my family and other people. And this the one and only time I will have the oppo
MY GLANCE fell on his, and my eyes widened in surprise. "What? Are you sure you meant what you said? Is it permissible for me to send a letter to my parents?" The fact that I continued asking him questions indicated that my brain was still having difficulty digesting what he was saying.If I had the ability to write a genuine letter, I would write a real letter because I have a lot to say to them that I didn't get to say since I left without informing them of my departure. They were also unaware that I had left home with the intent of committing myself. And at the very least, in the letter, I am able to convey all the things that I was unable to tell them in person. They are entitled to an explanation.I didn't want my parents to anticipate my return to our home. I don't want them to wait for an event that will never occur again."If you want to leave a message, you may do so. Do you like it or not?" he inquired of me.
"HAVE A pleasant evening, live viewers! I want to inform you that I spotted the individual who paid a large sum of money to assassinate our Suicider tonight! Are you ready to learn who he is and what manner of murdering he used to assassinate our Suicidal Individual?" Adrastos asked all people who were watching and waiting for me to perish immediately.After he stated that, the notification bell sounded numerous times, suggesting that they could no longer wait to find out what happened next.A smirk crept on my face. 'They're salivating at the prospect of seeing a victim die in front of them,' I said to myself.I know they want me to die tonight because they can no longer bear that I am still alive and breathing in the world as a result of the crimes I have done. I'm curious whether it's a passion for them to watch someone die in front of them, or if they just have a brain malfunction that allows them to accomplish
DO YOU want to be someone else's meal when you die? What if, instead of having your body buried six feet into the earth or cremated, you were used as food for others who were starving? When you're in the kitchen to be a food to others, what would you you feel? Would you be furious with them if you knew what they were doing was for the greater welfare of others?Will you become a part of other people's bodies if they devour your body in various ways? Can individuals sleep easily if they know that the food they ate was made from a dead human being? There are a lot of questions in my thoughts about cannibalism right now since it seems that I will be used as a dish later on by other people if I commit myself here in this world.It's a little frightening to consider that some of the meat we consume on a daily basis is derived from people rather than animals. And it's terrifying to consider that your body has devolved into food for other people. I
ADRASTOS' gaze was drawn to me all of a sudden. "Tonight, Live Suice has another immoral guy for us to punish! I'm aware that you already know his name and are aware of the offense he committed, but I feel compelled to mention him again for those who did not know his name or committed the fault done by our Suicider tonight. Zacheus Vincenzo is his name, and the evil he did was stealing people's taxes! He coerced his father into stealing from the treasury, despite his opposition. He is a self-centered youngster," he said.I shook my head as he introduced me to the crowd a second time. The Live Suicide notification bell rung repeatedly, indicating that a large number of individuals left a remark in the comment box.There seem to be an infinite number of negatives I shall get from them.As my thoughts moved to another realm, Adrastos spoke in front of me, and I returned to reality and focused on him. "I understand how enrag
WE CAME to a halt in front of a massive door, and they shoved me inside. I shifted my eyes throughout and there are many lights and cameras that encompassed the whole room. "What exactly is this? Are they about to assassinate me here? This room does not seem to be a murder scene, but rather a film set," I thought to myself."You go on the stage," the guy behind me ordered, pointing to the little platform crammed with cameras. There is also a mic stand placed there. Is this a concert that I attended? Is there singing contest so there is a mic placed there?Even though my mind was racing with questions, I obliged the guy's order and proceed towards the stage. As I ascended the platform, the light, microphone, and camera in front of me all went flash. I also seen the new face that was staring me in the face intently. Who is he? Is he the Adrastos to whom the guys who pursued me earlier referred? What is his function in this instance?&nb
"I AM going to enter the entrance, farewell," I informed them as I began walking towards the abandoned building's entrance, bypassing Azrail and Dabria.When I reached the door, I rolled my eyes and realized that this structure was rather ancient, judging by the damaged walls and filthy inside. Despite its unsightly and aged look, you can see that it is still capable of fighting till the next generation, as long as it is not struck by an earthquake, which would completely destroy it.I glanced around and saw that its construction was similar to that of a hotel, as I noticed an elevator that was broken and several rooms below. I'm curious as to whether this structure is livable at this point. Perhaps when it is repaired, it will regain its previous splendor and the building will be reinforced to accommodate the influx of people.While I was glancing around, someone spoke close to me, which caused me to jump in fear and my
THE THUMPING sounds in my chest made me feel as if I was about to hyperventilate. My mind and heart were debating whether I should be full of joy that I was about to die or panicked and terrified that this would be my last day on earth.I closed my eyes with a resounding sigh. “Zacheus, all you have to do is to be delightful. No one compelled you to commit yourself to Live Suicide; you chose to do it on your own. Take a stand for it. Imagine that you will sacrifice your life for the sake of your parents and others.” I pondered this for a moment.My mind is playing tricks on me, and I’m not sure whether I’m deceiving myself into making the choices I’m about to make. Maybe dying in Live Suicide is a better option than dying from my sickness, which would surely take my life if I don’t die here.And at the very least, if I die by Live Suicide, I will get a substantial sum of money that I c