I had a friend that was my only star to this world, he called himself CJ a Co-ed person that can DJ. It was so wierd but somehow I befriended him after many encounters where I ignored him.
When I was young I went to a school with super positive teachers who taught children everything because they knew the world was ending but if not they wanted us to be successful in life because jobs were dropping low.
I was indeed rich. But it feels like that's just what people see. I donate and donate for show. Half the money goes to the government, pay and pay for the bills. In the end the company pays for my housing but not food so the only thing that I do have is luck.
Although I'm not sure if luck is truly luck. It could just be more suffering. I never believed those people when they said " After all those bad things happen something good will happen."
Even if it did happen, it'll disappear at some point. These little things that last so short, at times when I'm down.
Why does it happen? What is the purpose of me continuing to live?
I work in a school that tutors. I freeload of magazines editor and creator. I'm a public speaker. I run a store that helps nature. In my free time I become an indoor person and play games and eat straight until I'm contacted that I start work the next day. When that happens I start working out and clean around.
My company is a light show, it's a place to inspire the new generation to increase its motivation to improve technology. I have light so when I accidentally sparked a smoke with my hands, they noticed and fussed over me until I finally agreed to work for them.
The public thinks it's all digital. I had to do training camp for all kinds of shows and what got me famous was the fact that I met a rising actor with many contacts.
When someone sent a video of me using my powers everyone was scared of what I could do.
So they fired me. My company told me to train new comers in secret but they wouldn't pay me. I got mad and ran off.
So now I've got nothing left to loose.
Now that all nuisances are gone, now that I helped my country that I never loved I'm kicked out to die.
If that's what they want so it be.
Ahh, look people are running away from here. What's up? *looks up*
So the construction was bad, huh? Now it's falling down. Well, saves me the trouble. This will be my pathetic downfall, it doesn't seem like there's anyone still here so I'm good to go. *raises arms, closes eyes and takes a deep breath *
Bring it.
My name is Luke
L-loser
U-unhappy
K-klutz
E-exhausted
*snatches me away and hits my stomach*
-"Bleeehhh--"
-"What were you thinking!? Why didn't you run away! Treasure your life a little! " said Cody.
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Lost from life
Mystery / ThrillerAs a kid I wanted to be a cool hero, I had powers but I could never use them. Now that I lost everything and that's never coming true, I have lost the will to live. So when buildings came falling down I was prepared to die but then Cody had to ruin...
