When Every Thing Fails

stan

Stan was stable but not the same person he was before. I tried with all my heart and will to make that possible but there are things even God can't get back. He was like a coconut, hard on the outside but soft on the inside. Stan got drifted away from the people who cared about him. To begin with , he didn't really care much about them in the following years of his family's death either. But he knew I was in his life for good and he respected that.

He had a mission in his life now. It had started as something to do to get his mind off of all the pressure but it just caught on. He, without fail, took food everyday to the orphanage in the town and inorder to make that possible he stole food from the market as he wasn't really in the position to afford all of it himself and also run the house too . His mammy didn't really approve of it but this act gave Stan a sense of contentment. He also somehow felt the orphan children's pain and missed his sister a lot. By doing this he somewhere felt that his life was finally getting back on track and he wasn't that much of a failure.

Like a road is never straight, Stan's life too had a lot of turns. In every persons life there comes a point from which there is no looking back, you either keep moving forward or you fall. My friend fell.