Story 44

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Against tobacco (this is not a story, it's a monologue against smokers)

I'm sorry for getting into your life, it's obviously it's not my problem. But I see you hurting youself and you're almost killing you. You don't love yourself, right? If you did, you wouldn't harm yourself that way. You don't love yourself. You should take care of yourself, and try to love you a little more.

You're wasting money in something bad for you. I know you're tired of hearing this, and you probably don't want to hear me saying it also. I'm not one to tell you what to do, but I'm just trying to help before you disappear.

Someday something will happen to you, you'll end in the hospital and I won't go to see you. I guess it's hard, but you should stop it all of a sudden.

Maybe someone has told you to start. I don't know who or what has made you start, what I know is you're a good person. You're loyal, unselfish and everyone's happy when you walk through the door. You can solve everything easily and quickly. You shouldn't destroy yourself that way.

I cannot force you to stop doing that, but I can help you whenever you want. Don't ruin yourself. I can see when someone is ruining his life.

You're probably thinking "It doesn't matter", but if you're doing it to be someone in life, you are already important.

If your friends told you to smoke, you don't deserve those friends. Maybe I worry too much, but you could easily shine without trying hard.

I don't know what problems, family or neighbourhood you've got, but I know it doesn't matter how much I try changing your mind: you'll never be happy if you don't help also. I'm stupid for wanting to change the world or lifes of everyone, 'cause many times you lie to me. And that hurts me more than to watch you smoke.

They will tell you to do it, they will tell you a lot of different things... but you should know who is right. What I'm trying to say it's: you can't pretend you are someone who you aren't simply for the people around you.

You are more than what you think. I unserstand you because I also wanted to change. I have never hurt myself. I love me a little after all. I wish you also loved yourself and you realized how much you're worth before something occurs to you.

If you need something, just call. Hold on. Take control. Don't let something be higher than your strenght.

While you are here, I will take care of you. I know there comes a moment where I cannot do anything more. I cannot give you more of what I have. I worry too much.

I kill myself to make you happy.

But it's not about me, it's about you.

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