Once Upon a Time…


Nobody is good. Nobody is bad. Nothing is positive. Nothing is negative.

Once upon a time there was a very lonely and hungry wolf who lived in a big forest with his family. Every morning he went out to try and find something for them to eat. He was really starving, too. Whenever he managed to find something to eat, he took it home so his puppies. Unless he found some more food fast, he would die and so would they.

One morning, the wolf heard a strange noise coming from a thick part of the forest. Very slowly, he approached the area and saw something in a little clearing he hadn’t seen for the longest time. Food! There it was, a little bundle of flavor slowly moving around collecting flowers. His mouth watered and his stomach quietly growled. He approached the clearing. The food lifted her eyes and looked at him.

‘Hello,’ said the wolf tentatively. He didn’t want his food to run away. ‘Hi,’ answered the food. ‘Where are you going?’ he asked. ‘Across the forest to my grandma’s house,’ answered the food.

The wolf thought quickly. There was only one house at the other end of the forest. A lonely place. Some older food lived there. He’d been trying to hunt it for some years now but the food was very cunning. ‘Listen,’ he told the food in front of him. ‘I know a shortcut. Take that little trail over there and you’ll be at your grandmother’s really fast.’ The food thanked him and left.

The wolf ran, his stomach now clearly growling in anticipation of the little feast he was going to give himself and his family. He got to the house and imitated the little food’s voice so the older one opened the door. When she saw the wolf standing there, she ran and hid in a closet. But no time to chase it because the wolf could hear the little food approaching. He quickly got into the older food’s clothes and hid in bed. When the smaller food got there, he managed to trick her. Bliss! He was going to feed his family! They would not die! 

Suddenly, the door opened startling him. He looked up and saw a gun pointing at him. He would not feed his puppies, after all.

There’s no good or bad. Everything just is. It is all a matter of perspective.

Enjoy life… ALL of it,

Jessica J. Lockhart – humanology – www.jessicajlockhart.com

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