Short story

Once upon a time there was a boggy man. No one could see him but the people feared him. When they thought he was close by they would run and hide. They stayed locked in their houses , isolated from their communities and dressed in masks hoping he would disappear. They fear that he would come and make them cough which drove them so mad that they started to practice black magic. Paralysed with paranoia they injected poison into themselves, into their off spring and into their loved ones.

Hiding behind their four walls made them feel safer. No longer would families and friends gather for laughter or happiness. People felt alone and scared. Governments perpetuated more fear and insisted that everyone drink magic potions of poison every day. But, still everyone was afraid. The bogeyman never appear but their souls did disappear.

Everyone became soulless, free less and courage died alone with them.

Published by Sina Iusitini

Important to me = family, adventure, music, freedom, nature and travel........ I spend my time paddle boarding, kayaking, do charity work and am always keen to learn new things with my family. I love working out and daydreaming. I spend most of my time feeling confused and trying to figure shit out. I’m introverted but most people think I’m the opposite. My ambitions are to be a calmer and free.......have endless adventures and interesting days. Most of all I love my family.

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