The last Requester

I am the last rquester

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2. Picture perfect.

Picture this...

 

And old man, completely nice and sincere. Good friend and even better heart. All alone sitting in his oak rocking chair with a little beard and almost bald. Rocking back and forth..

Back and forth...

Back and forth...

 

Just waiting for somebody...anybody to come...To be his friend...Care for him as he could care for them. But nobady cared to even look at this inside beutiful person. The just set him aside as an old fool. Waisting his lofe and should be sent to a home to live until he died.

 

Nobody even cared to help him over the street. But there he still sat every day back and forth just rocking and waiting. But one day he could not get out of bed. His legs they would not move. He called the docters but they set him aside thinking he would die anyway. So there he now lay... Crying and sobbing in pain and coughing... Hitting himself for not haveing somebody....

 

There he waits for death...

Here i come in.

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