A short life story

He was born fearless, nothing on his mind, innocent and crystal pure. After birth, difficulties started to build up, even milk was not a cure. Growing further, he began to realize he was different, gifted but lonely. He was not fitting well in his life, but got along somehow diligently. One day good, one day bad, what can we expect, he is poor and sad.
He was taught how to read, how to right and he proved to be bright. Sensing loneliness, lacking warmth, only mother cared for his plight. Outside home, many people treated him good with comprehension. At home, the boy entered in a world that he invented mostly in books. He felt joy, also sorrow, for his heroes yet imagination was the help.
His tantrums broke out, angry as he felt, always apologizing for any hurt. Everybody demanded him perfection, although they were all out of touch. Many blamed him for trivial faults, and attacked his naive mistakes. The boy felt as if a curse was cast on him, for no reason, but destiny. Astonishingly , he found himself enchanted with music, movies and colors.
Time passed, he got fearful, preoccupied, not so innocent, and unsure. Delved into books, he tried to find answers that nobody possessed . Gradually realized he had open mind, and sensed changes that occurred . No real friends, that was a bad spell, but it was only one straw in a misery pile. Seems he needed a magic wand to turn his life on and to light his dark sky
But the poor didn’t found the good fairy on the ground, and hoped well. Knowledge, became his big interest, nothing could calm him as a book .Nature’s beauty was a bless to him, healing him always after any break . Wise words began to show him the way after many bumps and wounds. And he is still enchanted, loving life, and helping others even if he suffers.