on a wet sunday he walked along an empty ally where all the leaves had already come off the trees... it was november. it was a cold wet and uncozy november sunday, and he was all alone. he had banged on so many doors already, but no one would let him in...too obvious it was, that he didn 't live in a good neighbourhood, and his smelly fingers were so sticky, that no one would shake his hands...actually he didn't even have a home any more... his landlord had thrown him out.
he had to come up with a new strategy to get into those people's houses. he needed shelter from the rain and the cold, and he needed a place to be.
so he came up with an idea. it sounded pretty simple...and it was that simple... but... he needed to do some research before.
he had to find out who those people, he wanted to stay with, were. he needed all the information he could get, especially very black details of their past... so that he would have at least some ideas he could assist on. he would have to be very inventive... he would tell them he was their nephew from alaska who had almost been killed by an oil- catastrophy... or the child of any affair those people might have had.... he had to convince them, that he was a part of their lives... and that he had the right to be there... that he was from their own flesh and blood....
and this is what he did.
from that day on he was veeeery veeery successfull finding new homes... because most of those people carried their own little dark secrets along, and most of them never had made peace with their past... so, frightfully scared by the fact their past could come back over them, they did what he wanted, they even let him live with them in their very houses.. just because they thought he was a part of their lives and that he had the right to be there....
but slowly day after day more and more people started to loose their pasts... they began new lives, many of them moved houses, many of them gave alle their things away, and all their memories with them, all their experiences and everything they had thought was of any worth....
he was desperate.
he couldn't find them any more... he knew many of them had inherited huge properties and had moved to a new booming city called sunnytown, but he couldn't find it on any map,... he slowly... very slowly really lost control over his very awkward situation...
and never ever found a home to live in, ever again.
since then he now and then creeps out from under his bridge where he is living and goes for a stroll to find any suitable place to stay warm or at least dry...
will he find one in your house?
or have you moved to sunnyland already? where you inherited an enourmous family property with many beautiful houses and mansions and castles on it, where you and your family can live, far beyond any reach of those creatures....?
he had to come up with a new strategy to get into those people's houses. he needed shelter from the rain and the cold, and he needed a place to be.
so he came up with an idea. it sounded pretty simple...and it was that simple... but... he needed to do some research before.
he had to find out who those people, he wanted to stay with, were. he needed all the information he could get, especially very black details of their past... so that he would have at least some ideas he could assist on. he would have to be very inventive... he would tell them he was their nephew from alaska who had almost been killed by an oil- catastrophy... or the child of any affair those people might have had.... he had to convince them, that he was a part of their lives... and that he had the right to be there... that he was from their own flesh and blood....
and this is what he did.
from that day on he was veeeery veeery successfull finding new homes... because most of those people carried their own little dark secrets along, and most of them never had made peace with their past... so, frightfully scared by the fact their past could come back over them, they did what he wanted, they even let him live with them in their very houses.. just because they thought he was a part of their lives and that he had the right to be there....
but slowly day after day more and more people started to loose their pasts... they began new lives, many of them moved houses, many of them gave alle their things away, and all their memories with them, all their experiences and everything they had thought was of any worth....
he was desperate.
he couldn't find them any more... he knew many of them had inherited huge properties and had moved to a new booming city called sunnytown, but he couldn't find it on any map,... he slowly... very slowly really lost control over his very awkward situation...
and never ever found a home to live in, ever again.
since then he now and then creeps out from under his bridge where he is living and goes for a stroll to find any suitable place to stay warm or at least dry...
will he find one in your house?
or have you moved to sunnyland already? where you inherited an enourmous family property with many beautiful houses and mansions and castles on it, where you and your family can live, far beyond any reach of those creatures....?
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