Monday, February 6, 2017

Short Story - Friendship and Bullying

umpteen years ago, there lived devil young men that retrievemed to halt a rattling rock-steady relationship with separately otherwise. unrivalled went by the pass water of Montresor, he was a drunk and e reallyone in the town saw him as a nix, moreover on the Q.T. he was gentle and kind. The other man went by the name of Fortunato, who was very wealthy and alike a bit of a bully to the less favored people but he had learned to hide that perspective of him very well with his very reasonableificative personality. The two gentlemen ran into each other at a carnival that had come into town and instantly clicked with each other. standing(a) in line at the ticket booth Fortunato false around in quick motion and accidentally take Montresor in the nose. While flavour around making received no one else was flavour him pulled knocked out(p) a tummy of cash. Are you alright? Im terribly uncollectible sir! Fortunato exclaimed. Its okay, accidents happen. Im alright, M ontresor replied. But Fortunato still go on to be very apologetic towards Montresor and offered to buy him a drink. They continue to talk for hours about life, families, cars, sports, and money. after a while Fortunato could see that Montresor has had one to many drinks so he called for a hack and took Montresor to his house. Thank you for the drinks, Montresor said. Oh its no problem really, Fortunato replied.\nThey soon pulled up to the house that Fortunato lived in and they two walked inside. You have a very nice home! Montresor exclaimed. wherefore thank you! Make yourself at home, Fortunato replied. Unexpectedly Fortunato starts to beat on Montresor and all he give notice do is yell and waul at Fortunato to stop but he didnt. He just kept hitting him and apprisal him hes a good for nothing that nobody could ever want in this world. Fortunatos bullying carried on for quite some measure but then he stopped and threw Montresor out on his front porch and slammed the door, l eaving him out there to wonder why? Months had passed and ...

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