A young boy at a tender age of 11 years old was pondering about the things in life, he was thinking of how his life has been, all the things that lead him to the day.
That day for the boy was like no other yet like every other, he like all other families had a father and a mother. Like most families they were a couple, although not a very happy couple they were a couple.
His friends were like all other kids in primary school who had a normal childhood and had normal parents, they were rather good kids as well.
But this young boy was sitting on the edge of the window, his eyes held sorrow which few understood, he wore a aura of sorrow which held contained and subdue but this was a rather disturbing sight indeed. Although his eyes held no tears he was pondering what would happen after death.
Was there emptiness? Would he go to heaven? Questions and questions continued to pour into his head wondering where or what would happen to him if he were to take the last step.
As he stood up to the window where it would be his next step would spell the end of his mortal existence, something held him back, like a whisper in the winds, something held him back, some one reminded him, some one gave him a special feeling.
But he was alone, alone in this physical plane. There was nobody in the room, not a person to comfort him but still, something stopped him from taking the jump.
He felt a feeling that was being LOVED, he felt LOVE.
He took a step back and continued with life till now he still living and breathing.
By a fellow man.
He is still alive till this day.
Please show a little more love in this world.
Please pray for all the lost and unloved.
Please have the courage to act.
And the heart to love a little more.