A few weeks after that, the boy was finally able to return to his class, where his peers and classmates taunted him mercilessly, calling him "Freddy Krueger" and "Leatherface". Girls would shriek and run away whenever the boy turned a corner in the hallways. He began wearing a mask that only served to amplify his status as a hideously disfigured outcast.
A few weeks after that, the boy shot himself. But his suicide note had remarkably accurate usage of nouns and adverbs.
THE END"Blessed Are the Pure In Heart"
Blessed are the pure in heart.
So often we are told
Of saints whose names and daily deeds
Inscribed in books of gold
Are certain to be seeing God
In well-rewarding joy -
But when I see the pure in heart
I see a little boy.
He shins up trees and barks his knees,
Has lizards in a box;
He loves to read of dinosaurs,
Collects bright-colored rocks.
His grubby hands are gentle
On the coats of dogs and birds,
And he has a quiet wisdom in naivetÃ© of words.
I listen to his little prayers
At night with quiet joy -
And when I hear the pure in heart
I hear a little boy.
He hasn't reached the age as yet
To question and to doubt;
He gravely takes his mother's words,
And that's what life's about.
Each day is gold, a shining thing
Without a wrong alloy -
And when I hold the pure in heart
I hold a little boy.
His body is so soft and small,
the perfect carnal form;
He looks so very innocent,
lying naked on my floor
I take some grainy photographs
and offer him new toys
I like to molest the pure in heart
I like to molest little boys.
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