Something From Nothing (To Love And To Hate)

This is the tale of a guy who was reeled in by the forests
He was trapped, and couldn't find his way out
He tried to escape, many times, but each time he failed
The walls were just too thick and the forces keeping him there were almost unmoveable
But that’s the thing, almost
They could slowly be pushed away
So as the guy watched his life crumble before him, he kept pushing at the forces, moving them inch by inch
His friеnds started to move away from him
He kеpt pushing
His family wanted nothing to do with him
He kept pushing
Everyone in the world saw him and despised him
He kept pushing until…
The forces were out of the way, and he could step into the sun freely once again
The forces tried to take him back, and they latched onto his spirit, darkening it, and causing great pain to him. He was face down on the ground, holding his dying spirit in his hands, with tears coming from his eyes
That's when a girl walked up. He looked up at her. The sun was blinding though, and he couldn't see who the girl was
She crouched down, and he saw her enchanting brown eyes
The guy raised his trembling arm which held his spirit, and he opened his hand, showing his spirit to the girl
The girl stared at the spirit, looked at the guy, and took it, with determination in her eyes
The guy was shocked, but then passed out
The girl, concerned, rolled the guy over on his back. Upon understanding what was happening, she picked the guy up and carried him out of the forest
Upon reaching the fields, she placed him in a small area surrounded by flowers
She clasped the guy’s spirit with both of her hands, and upon release, rid the spirit of the darkness. Once the spirit was cleansed, she returned it to the guy, who woke up quickly
The guy finally got a good look at who saved his life, and he began to cry. He thanked her repeatedly, and they shared a hug as the sun began to set. They both walked to the beaming city, talking the whole time, and the guy figured out why the girl was able to save his life. It was because she had the power of creation flowing through her veins, and she was using it properly. She was using it to tell stories and spread joy, not using it to destroy and spread despair. She had been doing it for years

That guy was me. And the girl was… She… she… uh… she was...