hello i am george 50 year old i work at a fabric of paper i am orphan and a loner so i think nobody cares about my lowly self.

  i am curretly preparing breakfast a bread with chocolate with coffe

  i slowly munch on the bread.

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  when i finish my bread i drink the coffe and start arraging my clothes

  when everything is prepared i walk out of my house and go toward my car and enter.

  i start the car and go toward my work .

  i heard a strange sound sound at my right i look towards the sound .

  only to take a brick to to the face and start bleeding

  i am currently screaming from the pain and feeling weaker with each second that pass

  i faint