Okay, so half-way, I have to admit, I got some idea from UP, the Disney movie. Heard of it? No? Go wiki it. Those who do, you have to recognise some bits I got from the movie. If you don’t, too bad. zzz… Got to go and game. I am pathetically Level 15 while my friends are Level 19.

Have to catch up. See you guys soon:)

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If he had known that everything was to end today, he would have made it better. The last day of his show should have been a grand finale, something that would automatically etch itself  on people’s mind. But, unfortunately, it wasn’t. The day didn’t go well at all. Of course, only for him, that is.

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That typical Sunday proceeded as usual, he wore a grumpy frown on his wrinkled face, his clothes the typical gray moody colour. Okay, so he wasn’t the cheerful type. Big deal; most of the people on Earth are pessimists. Most. Not all. So, please, do not come after me with a murderous intent. Thank you.

Anyway, in his perspective, everything he saw was frustratingly dull and painted in depressing colours. He was like the summer Christmas Grouch, cursing and swearing at any bad luck that fell upon him. He couldn’t care less about any children. Everyone in the neighbourhood knew him as a mean old grouch who was never to be messed with.

If there was a poll, or a contest, he would surely clinch the Most Avoidable Person. Wait, scratch that. Or rather, change it to Must Avoid Person. Obviously, no one knew his real name- why would he tell them in the first place?-, so from the kids, it went to the adults- mean old grump. So it was shortened and thus, he was commonly known as the Grump.

No one even dared to make eye contact with him, even his optician. That may be an exaggeration, but it was the truth. His optician only did when it was necessary, since it was his job to check eyes and adjust spectacles.

And that was how nobody knew who he really was. Buried under all those aged skin and constant frown, was a young lad, struggling to deal with the harsh world. With a broken heart and resolve, he never came to terms with reality.

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It seemed like centuries ago when he had experienced love. He had met a jovial girl who had a big heart, even when she was small for her size. She loved animals and nature; an aspired explorer since she was three. It was definitely love at first sight. He didn’t care if he was too young to experience true love. No one told him what he couldn’t do, for a mere ten-year-old boy, his stubbornness was unbreakable.

He had heard that childhood friends were either destined to be apart or together. Luckily, for him, this love he felt for her, was undying, burning within him like a strong-willed flame. They wedded, and for many years, they were content in their little house on a hill, surrounded completely by trees. Just as his wife liked it.

She was the only one who was able to talk through his rage and stubbornness. They were so much opposite: she was a gentle breeze, while he was the ever-powerful sun. She captivated him, mesmerised him. He loved her so very much. They were inseparable, always together, no matter what. Through thick and thin, they clutched hands and faced the difficulty together. As one.

But, the time came where one of them had to leave earlier than the other. And that unfortunate one was his wife. Dear sweet Lucinda. He was overwhelmed by his grief and consumed by his rage after that. The cheery colours of their house slowly became dark and gloomy.

It was quite a few years before he decided to move on- and move into a new home. His ties with Lucinda were too painful to forget. And that was his house. The bond. With a reluctant heart, he moved out of the quiet hilly home, and into a noisier neighbourhood home. He thought, and hoped, that he would settle in, and become the cheerful person he was again.

But it was impossible.

Lucinda didn’t just live in the fragments of his old home, but in him as well. In his heart and memories. He could never be happy again. It was just too much to bear.

So, for the remainder of his life, he was a notorious figure, branding the dark side of him into the minds of everyone that lived in the neighbourhood. He wanted to make it up to them, turn over a new leaf and for once, smile.

But it came too fast. Death had no time for regrets.

So sad, so sad…

Lucinda would come for him soon.

And that was the story of a misunderstood and grief-stricken man.