4,99 €
4,99 €
inkl. MwSt.
Sofort per Download lieferbar
2 °P sammeln
4,99 €
Als Download kaufen
4,99 €
inkl. MwSt.
Sofort per Download lieferbar
2 °P sammeln
Jetzt verschenken
Alle Infos zum eBook verschenken
4,99 €
inkl. MwSt.
Sofort per Download lieferbar
Alle Infos zum eBook verschenken
2 °P sammeln
Andere Kunden interessierten sich auch für
What happens when society pushes a man too far?
Bill had worked hard his whole life. He was proud of what he had accomplished. He was proud of where he was in life. Society disagreed.
Bill wanted nothing more than to live his life in peace. Unfortunately for him, society never stopped twisting the cruel dagger of fate into his wounded chest.
At work, Bill constantly strove to achieve his absolute best. Nobody was perfect but one should strive for it nonetheless. However, everybody else misinterpreted this noble pursuit as a nuisance.
At leisure, Bill just could not rekindle the happiness he experienced in his younger years. Instead, life was like a colourless painting of a graveyard. The graveyard of his hopes and dreams.
No matter what he did, Bill was left feeling worse than when he started. Each time society provoked him, he felt his fuse get shorter... and shorter.
Society kept pushing, and pushing, and pushing... It did not care, it did not take responsibility. Just how far was society going to keep pushing? Was there a limit to how bad things could get?
There was no hope. The light at the end of the tunnel was merely an incoming train. Such was life. The Cruellest Joke.
Bill had worked hard his whole life. He was proud of what he had accomplished. He was proud of where he was in life. Society disagreed.
Bill wanted nothing more than to live his life in peace. Unfortunately for him, society never stopped twisting the cruel dagger of fate into his wounded chest.
At work, Bill constantly strove to achieve his absolute best. Nobody was perfect but one should strive for it nonetheless. However, everybody else misinterpreted this noble pursuit as a nuisance.
At leisure, Bill just could not rekindle the happiness he experienced in his younger years. Instead, life was like a colourless painting of a graveyard. The graveyard of his hopes and dreams.
No matter what he did, Bill was left feeling worse than when he started. Each time society provoked him, he felt his fuse get shorter... and shorter.
Society kept pushing, and pushing, and pushing... It did not care, it did not take responsibility. Just how far was society going to keep pushing? Was there a limit to how bad things could get?
There was no hope. The light at the end of the tunnel was merely an incoming train. Such was life. The Cruellest Joke.
Dieser Download kann aus rechtlichen Gründen nur mit Rechnungsadresse in A, D ausgeliefert werden.