Once upon a time in a big and very dark forest, far away from our country, there was a small house. In this house lived a small trol. It's name was Anger. This trol was alone. It had no friends or family. It only had a weird knot on its throat, which made it feel very bad. That's why it wanted to behave bas to the others.
One day, while it was sitting under a huge tree, decided to go a long trip to the city. There could meet people and it would have friends and maybe the annoying knot on its throat could be disapperar. When it arrived in city started to walk in the streets ver happy and started to talki to the passegers, but it was so tiny and noone could see it and nobody gave it the propriate attention. The days were passing and knot was becoming bigger and bigger and it was feeling worse and wantes to behave bad again. So it decided to be hidden under the clothes of little children. They couldn;t see it and it would make it feel bad like it. And it did it. The children started fighting and behave bad to each other. They fighted about games, they fighted about subjects,they fighted with their mum and dad. They insulted people, who loved with really bad words and they started feel the same weird knot like Angers. This knot was becoming bigger and bigger every day. Our little trol was hapy with all this bad situation. It jumped from one child to the other. One day it fell in the pocket of a little girl. She had no friends too. Nobody talked to her but she didin;t complain for it. The only she did was drawing. The trol couldn't believe this. It got mad and it started grow up. It grew up so much that it had the size of a beetle. Then our little girl paidi attention to it.
- Who are you?
- I am a trol. My name is Anger.
-Are these fights among children your fault?
-Yes, but you are different. Why you don't insult people who insults you?
-If I insult them,they will feel very bad and I will feel worst. It's not right.
-And what are you doing?
- I am painting and then I discuss with them. I tell that I didn't like their action and ask for them don't do it again. It's so simple and nobody is upset.
Our little trol couldn;t believe in its ears. How it was ossible somebody to forget the knot on the throat? The knot of Anger? Impossible, It left the city and returned back home in the forest. Everyday was think about the little girl and what she told to it and everyday it could understand her thought better. Suprisingly the knot on it;s throat was becoming smaller and smaller till it disappeared.
One day I walked in the big forest and I found a little trol. It's name wasn't Anger anymore but Forgiveness and it told me its story..and if it lied to me...I lie to you too..
One day, while it was sitting under a huge tree, decided to go a long trip to the city. There could meet people and it would have friends and maybe the annoying knot on its throat could be disapperar. When it arrived in city started to walk in the streets ver happy and started to talki to the passegers, but it was so tiny and noone could see it and nobody gave it the propriate attention. The days were passing and knot was becoming bigger and bigger and it was feeling worse and wantes to behave bad again. So it decided to be hidden under the clothes of little children. They couldn;t see it and it would make it feel bad like it. And it did it. The children started fighting and behave bad to each other. They fighted about games, they fighted about subjects,they fighted with their mum and dad. They insulted people, who loved with really bad words and they started feel the same weird knot like Angers. This knot was becoming bigger and bigger every day. Our little trol was hapy with all this bad situation. It jumped from one child to the other. One day it fell in the pocket of a little girl. She had no friends too. Nobody talked to her but she didin;t complain for it. The only she did was drawing. The trol couldn't believe this. It got mad and it started grow up. It grew up so much that it had the size of a beetle. Then our little girl paidi attention to it.
- Who are you?
- I am a trol. My name is Anger.
-Are these fights among children your fault?
-Yes, but you are different. Why you don't insult people who insults you?
-If I insult them,they will feel very bad and I will feel worst. It's not right.
-And what are you doing?
- I am painting and then I discuss with them. I tell that I didn't like their action and ask for them don't do it again. It's so simple and nobody is upset.
Our little trol couldn;t believe in its ears. How it was ossible somebody to forget the knot on the throat? The knot of Anger? Impossible, It left the city and returned back home in the forest. Everyday was think about the little girl and what she told to it and everyday it could understand her thought better. Suprisingly the knot on it;s throat was becoming smaller and smaller till it disappeared.
One day I walked in the big forest and I found a little trol. It's name wasn't Anger anymore but Forgiveness and it told me its story..and if it lied to me...I lie to you too..
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