Monday, December 8, 2014
There was once a boy who had a biological mother. His real parent were too young to be parents so they gave him up for adoption. The biological son had a friend who was a girl who was so romantic and artistic. The boy's name was Steve. But one day, his biological mother developed cancer strongly, and Steve believed in her naively. She always used to tell Steve that, "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly right." The doctors tried all the medications there was until they finally found the right type. That was the closest she had faced death. She said it felt like a brick hitting her in the head. Thats when Steve learned that death is very likely the single best invention of life.