The man was sick, very exhausted and tired; it was difficult for him to breathe, while regretting in his mind the many things that he had allowed to happen in his life. His childhood had been difficult, very poor and with a bad affective relationship with too cold and distant parents.
The deprivation had turned his home into a very tormented place since there was too little for him and he had faced many severe situations. All this made him grow with insecurities and fears. He later followed the path of egoism and ambition that finally took him to live in solitude, away from society. He was thinking : "I have wasted so much Love; my heart has lived so abandoned! I accomplished a lot because of my effort and dedication but now that death is near I realize that I cannot take not even a splinter.
I look at everything around me and I recognize my story but today I see that my life has not been of glory or fascination but a big disappointment.
Then he remembered that as a child he had always dreamed about living in an enchanted forest, where that child could talk with the whole nature, be the trees, flowers, mountains, creeks, birds, animals .
He remembered that fantasy where he would feed himself with sensations, experiences, friendship, sweetness and happiness that would make him overcome the hunger, the cold, the loneliness, the misery. That enchanted forest had helped him overcome the scorn of the others and had helped him dry his tears and forget his needs. The man fell asleep thinking and thinking.
But, oh mystery of the dreams ! He found himself once more in the enchanted forest. He saw himself as he was, an old man tired and weary but at the same time, astonished of being again in that enchanted place.
All the trees greeted him, as well as the flowers, the birds, the creek. They all seemed to feel great affection and friendship for him. And this man was saying in his sleep: " I can feel that someone still loves me." And on having said this, he listened to a crying as in the distance of the enchanted forest, the crying of a child, but his crying and his voice he did not recognize, he then accelerated his step while thinking.
"Nobody will cry, nobody will suffer here; this is the enchanted forest where the love and the friendship live."
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