I killed my enemy
I killed my enemy

Video: I killed my enemy

Video: I killed my enemy
Video: ♱ ℑ’𝔩𝔩 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭 𝔪𝔬𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡... 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 ℑ’𝔳𝔢 𝔨𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔪𝔶 𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔢𝔰 ♱ 2024, March
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Now I am no longer afraid. Now that he is there, motionless on the floor, my nightmare is over. I can finally start living again. Because of him, my life has become hell. I stopped going out, meeting people, always closed at home with my tormentor. My neighborhood, my people and my friends have become strangers to me. Even Maria, who sold fruit and vegetables under the house, has aged without my realizing it, but her obsessive jealousy also prevented me from having a chat with the harmless woman. For months now, I have not gone to the butcher on the street corner anymore: I liked to go there two or three times a week to buy something and meet friends from the neighborhood, but nothing, for him every small shop was a source of danger.

"The supermarket will be enough for you once a week, I'll take care of the rest" he said, and I believed him all this time. They were very hard years, isolated from the world just because he existed. "Trust me, I only do this to protect you from the dangers of the world." The bastard was lying, now I know. The other day he tried to kill me, poisoning me with contaminated food: "you are safe with me" he told me, and instead I risked dying.

Enough, I can't take it anymore, this prepackaged life is not mine, I'm suffocating! Now I am free and I will start living, going out and meeting people again. I need air, rain, to smell life and feel the seasons inside and outside of me. I will live for the day and it won't be easy I know, but I don't regret what I did. Unplugging was not easy, but I did it: I finally turned off the refrigerator.

Do it yourself, before it's too late, empty the fridge of precooked foods, wilted vegetables, accumulated food that molds and kills you and your loved ones. Go back to the street, in your neighborhood and get back in touch with the real world, with your neighbors, with your butcher and the greengrocer downstairs. Buy what little you need day by day and you will always eat fresh and healthy. Return to the pleasure of cooking and natural food, the one that smells because it is not packaged, not pre-cooked or pre-digested. Enough of this life without smells, perfumes and colors, shiny like domopack and fake like a sofficino. Get back to real life, get out of the hypermarket and rediscover your neighborhood: live, by God, before the refrigerator kills you!

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