Lost Happiness
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Happiness is a thing that keeps us going, the reason we live. So all know the saying YOLO (You Only Live Once) right?
Of course you do. Well if there was no happines then there is no point in living eh? Correct. So we all know the evil villains in kids movies who all have their own ways to take over the would. But what if the guy who wanted the earth under his controll took away the one thing we humans live for.
No happiness, no life.
No life, no people.
With everyone down in the dumps it would be easy to take over the world. If he offered to give the hopeless planet its life back in return for endless power would we give in or would we die.
Lonely, depressed, quiet, sad.....
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