There once lived a boy in a creepy, chilly, abandoned house far from any town. Alone, and sad. He was weird, and so was his smile. It was infectious, like a soft bread. He strolled in a nearby town every day, smiling at little things he enjoyed. People threw stones at him for he never cried.
Everyone in the town envied the boy, for his happiness never sighed. But soon, the envy among the villagers grew into hatred and anger. So, they decided to make him cry. They threw stones at him, cursed at him, and called him names. Still, the boy smiled with as softness as ever. This made the villagers furious.
Nothing worked with the boy. So, they decided on another plan. They played with him, fed him food, and smiled. Cunningly planning, all the while. Slowly the boy began lowering his guards, letting the villagers get closer to him and his house.
One night, the villagers decided they could take no more and marched to the gates of his house. Fires glazed with anger and knives forged with envy. They knocked down the gates and walked closer. Standing in the front of the house, they called for the boy.
Happy seeing them, he came running down to open the gates. But before he could say anything, the villagers rummaged inside burning it all down into ashes.
At last, the boy cried, and as his tears rolled down, he asked them, “What did I ever do to you? I never hurt you. Nor did I ever take anything from you. So, why did you burn down the only thing I have left.”
To which a villager replied, “We never liked you. Or how you smiled. And that’s all it took.”
Life Design 