"HATRED"

Have you ever thought how nice would it be if you could have one minute, only one minute in which you could just throw away all the hatred and anger accumulated in your heart?

We are beings who have always been aiming for purity but live in a world of sin and desillusionment, in a place where taking advantage of others is the most common thing to do. Where the nieghbours feelings come at last as long as that make you feel better. Is that worth fighting for? Let's analyze the situation.

A damzel of a remote time have been having a dreamly adventure with a young traveler from and old merchant family. This man had numerously times confessed his devotion for her beautiful soul, but she raplied everytime that she was confussed, and that she was affraid of hurting him or herself. The poor young knight did not know what to do. A young man whose entire life was a dedication to perfection just so one day a worthy woman could see a worthy husband in him, was shattered, but this man promised to keep trying to be a better person so she could finally choose him as a lover. The youg damzel travelled above to a very far away land where she fell in love with and old friend of hers. Ignoring the efforts of the young warrior back home, she gave her red pendant to the man she said she fell in love with. When she came back home, she snet the invitations to a ball now that she soon would be turning of age. She wrote constantly to the old warrior inviting him to the ball to be held. But apparently she forgot that she was not wearing her beautiful red jewel on her chest no more. She bought a much rougher one, a fake, and wore it so that her faithful pretendant would never notice what she did with the original one. After all, he was a key piece in the develpment of this event. So the night of the ball arrived as soon as night fell. She used her influence to ask for the carriage to the kind youngster. For what he agreed, thus reasuring her of his faithful service. What she did not know is that the merchant boy knew everything that happened during her trip to faraway lands, and even of the fake rubee hanging on her chest. He decided though, that he would spent that day at full service of the damzel, due to the respect for the date. So he asked God one night of strenght, one night to be capable of going through all that. During the whole night the lady noticed his radiant smile masking a deathly look. It was almost unnoticeable, because of his amazing handling of the party and guests. The night ended, the whole ended and few days later letters came from the damzel to the young knight. She did not received any answer. After many tries and suspecting that word came to his ears about her affair, she just tried to act relaxed in a very forced last letter. "How are you doing my dearest friend, how was your trip?" for this one letter she did get an answer. "Enchanté" one word spilled thousands of gallons of blood coming from a devil's heart.

"One secret can change divinity into damnation"