There was once a boy, who knew nothing of the world. He was innocent and had a sense of what was right and what was wrong and he wanted to live right.

There was a long road before him. A wide long road called 'Life'. On this road he met a group of young men and very soon he had his first bunch of friends. They had thier laughs and companionship along the way but very soon the road called 'Life' provided a tall obstacle which the couldn't go around. The boy was asked by the young men to help hoist them up over the obstacle after which they would later pull him over. So the young boy did as he was told but the young men left him and continued on their way. He was introduced to treachery and he was saddened by it.

So he toiled and toiled and soon after the got pass the obstacle. So his journey continued. Along the way me met a soldier, a lawyer and a policeman. He was introduced to valor, justice and bravery but he also saw death, deceit and corruption and this saddened him.

Soon he turned to religous leaders. He was deeply saddened when all he was to discover in religion was violence, hypocracy and nothingness. He saw holy men partaking in unholy practices and he was disgusted.

At this point he was sick and tired of good for all he could see is evil within this world. He started to live for himself. He scratched, he stabbed, he did anything he could to reach the top and he did eventually.

Now he was old, he was rich, he was famous but he was not happy. One day as he was approached by a hooded figure and the road which he stood on disappeared and he saw flames. He knew his time was up. Be for his total decend into darkness he saw a small gate with a small sign leading to a small and narrow path. The sign read, "Everyone on the road you are currently on is doomed including yourself. Step this way before its too late". The boy who is now an elderly man laughed and laughed... as he DIED....