Rude people still live among us… And they don’t always hide.
It’s a story about a man who was a tyrant to everybody around… Even to his family. Please learn from this example, and never live this way, my dear reader.
It all has started during the World War II. It was a very though time for such a little boy like Adam. He saw with his own eyes what the war means, and this experience defined his life forever. He was only with his mother when the war eventually ended… But it wasn’t always like that because he also had a fantastic father and a little sister… The very beginning of the war took his father away, and he had no idea what was happening to him all this time… He only knew that he joined the army…
The loss of his sister was more painful… Because she died in front of his eyes.
The three of them had to escape from their apartment when they heard that the German army was coming and killing civils they meet on their way. It was the truest slaughter…
Bombs were falling all the time all around, but people chose to run instead of waiting for killing. His little sister Sophia parted from them for a moment, and unfortunately it was enough… She was shot… And that’s it. No glory. It was just that simple. And that’s all.
All the blood that Adam saw during the war… All these fears and tears… Poisoned his young mind. But it was all happening step by step…
Few years after the war his father came back, and mother was always angry with him… She was left alone with two children in the end. She was even blaming him for their daughter’s death, and our little man heard all of this… This is what world he grew up in.
Ten years later he met a woman, and he decided to marry her… At first everything was perfect, but few months after the wedding… He started to act like both of his parents before. Suddenly he reminded himself all the pain he has felt, and… His inner struggles were coming out as a very rude behavior.
In 1961 his first son was born… But he never accepted him as his own son… Because he was too alike to his wife! A son should look like a father, right…? Later he started to be rude to neighbours as well. When he met any woman, elder person… He always felt like he had to show them how unhappy he was to see them.
Was there anyone who he treated well at least once…? Yes. His second child – daughter who was unbelievably alike to his sister who he had lost during the war. She was the only person who could really tell that father wasn’t such a bad man after all… But she also saw how he treated anyone else… Especially her mother… So, she knew that she was special for a reason… But she never found out why.
One more daughter was born in 1965… But no, it didn’t mean that he was treating his wife and children better… Being mean simply became his nature already.
Three children grew up one day. Our Adam felt like he had to do everything to give his family the best probable future… In the end his family grew into such a huge one! He thought he must buy an apartment for them, so he became crazy about money... He was saving every coin for this purpose… He worked hard, but… He also told his wife, and children to work as well…
It’s an incredibly beautiful purpose – buying an apartment – as long as we remember what really matters… Not just the goal we want to achieve, but the road that leads to it… All Adam ever did and wanted was too selfish… Because he forgot that he was doing it all for his own family.
In the end Adam bought an apartment, but he hadn’t had a family anymore. The way he was treating this family tuned into the restraining order… People weren’t blind, so it was reported. His wife asked for the divorce, children were avoiding him, he had a court case with neighbors, and he absolutely couldn’t contact his family too. Yes, a very rude man met with a very rude response from the world, but he had should have known that he should have been nicer. We can’t live the whole life only collecting skeletons in the closet. In the end we may feel a bit lonely when they are all we have…
When you teach your children how to live without propriety, showing no respect to others… Well, one day you realize that your grown children can’t speak to you anymore, they are ashamed of you, and they wish they had a better father… Unfortunately, this road leads to hate. Yes, Adam’s son and two daughters realized that they hate their father...
Adam regretted everything he has done when it was already too late for him. That’s why it’s important to stop, look at your own behavior and see… But he never did so. So, he lived to some really lonely days in his apartment. He was never visited by anyone, but… He met his son on the street once. Few years after it all. They both were kinda old, his son had his own family and life, but… They didn’t talk, so Adam never found out. They just were staring at each other like that… Until the son turned around and walked away. He still remembered everything.
Adam didn’t know it was his last goodbye... The son passed away few months later, and he never even found out about it.
His two daughters also found happiness of their own, and never contacted their father ever again. Adam’s ex-wife found a better man and married him. She found happiness too. The case with neighbours was obviously lost…
He really stay alone… Just his apartment, him, and his dog...
You made your bed, Adam… Now you gotta sleep in it. There’s no other way. You chose your trauma to win with you, so it defined who you are.
Remember, my dear readers. You can only be bigger than a rude person when you are kind. Kindness is the only way to win, and karma will always knock on your door when you don’t know what kindness is.
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Allysa, thank you for sharing your story with us. The only negative thought that ran through my head was that I felt it needed more editing. I can't speak a word of Polish, so to write whole stories in English is phenomenal, but occasionally, there were grammatical errors, which made it slightly (only slightly) difficult to read. I think if you used a grammar checker, the story would flow better. I hope this doesn't come over as criticism—this is just my personal advice. Thanks again for writing and sharing.
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Thank you for your comment. I always write my stories on Word and check them out few times before I publish them. I'm honestly surprised that you found any grammatical errors. I have just read my story one more time, and I found just one at the very ending... I would be thankful if you could say sth more about stuff you found to make this story better. I want it to be a part of one of my future books, and I always do all editorial work on my own. I do my best to polish my books, but I'm just a human and some things may go unnoticed...
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My apologies for delay in replying. Due to the rain here I left my laptop in work so that it wouldn't get wet damaged. It was a very though time for such a little boy like Adam. I'm assuming here you mean 'a tough time'? and killing civils - does civils mean civilians?
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It was the truest slaughter - these are English words but not really English. I would know I was reading someone's work whose first language is not English. There are lots more like this, and although not wrong, they do stop the reader from enjoying your work. It stops the flow of the story, as the reader has to figure out what you are saying. I think an editor like "Grammarly" or something would help rewrite where errors have occurred. I hope this is helpful - it is not meant to criticise.
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Thank you so much for writing it all. It's the greatest help I've ever got, to be honest. What you pointed out is actually just a misspelling and a wrong word choice. It's even funny because I checked it out, and I thought I could use that word in such a context. And the problem with misspellings is that sometimes it can change the meaning... That's the worst situation though. I don't know what's wrong with the sentence with slaughter... I don't think it's because of language. I think it's because I'm a poet. My mom started teaching me Eng...
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Keep on enjoying writing and glad Grammarly is helpful. All the best. Stevie
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These are a few thoughts and re-writes on: It was the truest slaughter "It was a massacre in the truest sense." "It was a slaughter in every sense of the word." "It was the most complete slaughter imaginable." "It was the purest form of slaughter."
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