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Hugs are the best medicine to any sickness. Hugs are what bring people together. Hugs are what some don't get to experience. Hugs are for friends. Hugs are for family. Hugs are for the one you love. But some don't get to experience this, though. And I am not saying to hug random people in the street. But be kind, be compassionate whenever you can. Then, people will be willing to open up to you. Do that, and you will not believe how people will treat you.
As an old friend once said to me: "Treat others the way you wanna be treated." But this is what I say: if people treat you like shit, do the same to them. Maybe then they'll get the hint and be more "nice."
Past Present Future
The beginning of life is always the easiest, because our parent/s usually do the work for us, and we get to take naps all day. When we can walk, talk, and feed ourselves, we have to take on responsibilities around the house. Being a teen is a major pain in the ass, because grown-ups expect so much from you. Besides high school, you want more time with your friends, or doing your own personal shit in the computer or somewhere else.As an adult, your expected even more from older "wiser" adults.
My parents always say this when I feel like shit: Forget about the past, focus on the present, and screw the future. Wanna know why they say this to their kid's face? Because ya can't change the past, in the present anything can happen, and the future is your's to decide.
As the great Walt Disney said, and what inspired Meet the Robinsons, "Keep moving forward."
Inspector Wolf The old lady was dead. I could smell it before I even got into the house. The whole place reeked of adrenaline, sweat, fear, copper and steel. He’d dropped her right in her living room. Chopped and chopped until she stopped moving. But I could tell I was getting close. This had been done in a hurry, and the killer didn’t have the time to clean up after himself like he usually did.
Across the room, the phone rang. The shrill sound set my teeth to grinding, but I ignored it. Instead I followed the killer’s bloody footprints into the back bedroom. He’d climbed out the window. If I hurried, I could catch up to him and end this disgusting spree he was on.
Then the answering machine kicked in. “Hi, Gramma! It’s Red. Sorry I’m running late. I kind of lost track of time. But don’t worry. I packed the picnic and I’m heading out the door right now. Love you.”
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