The levels of insanity

There was once a child a child who was born in a world which did not love which did not care for him everyone . Seemed to not acknowledge his existence and if he tried talking to them they would look at him with a loathsome face . No one ever acknowledged him his life was alone .

He had never felt love in his life and he knew he never would and so he grew up in a world filled with people who did not acknowledge . Then he felt no joy come from when he did activities that normal people called fun .

All he had ever felt was pain and so here this boy is as he grows up in this world until he finally dies in his sleep a peaceful way to go for this sad boy . But life still want to torture him even after death