"I am good looking, I am rich, I am powerful, I am handsome , I am all women favorite, I am all you are not ;people will die to be you, no just to be little like you ;you are living your dream life " A young man named Theodore said with convincing tone,whilst giving a smirking smile to the mirror as to complete his morning ritual .
Theodore walked away from his mirror head out of the coloured white house . He was wearing black colored suit with a cane in his right hand and put his rounded top hat on his head .
As sum rays fell into his eyes light brown eyes hordes of people walking up and down the street with a hollow stare .Theodore joined the horde with a genial smile as he saw his best friend with short yellow hair, made of yarn, covers its ears but is parted above the eyes. The blue eyes are outlined in black with thin, dark lashes flowing from the brows. He has cherry-red cheeks, nose, and lips, and its broad grin disappears into the wide, white ruffle around its neck.
Theodore switched his cane to his dormant hand and put his right hand behind his friend's neck and Theodore spoke with smile happy to see his best friend "today I all most missed by a second there" With a slight pause as if wating for a reply from him,Theodore smiled "No I won't let that happen because that would ruin my perfect day "
"It's getting too crowded why don't we go some where less crowed now shall we " With a pinch of his finger all the crowd vanished as if they never existed as he walked and talked with him all day
With all you wanted, ever dreamed of all getting filled that would be perfect and if tht were to happen to you and everyone don't you think it would be a perfect world but would you like it if you were alone that is the rule of the perfect world perfect for you not for others ;
All the power for you not others,you are free but not others,is others freedom more valuable than I."What will you choose Theodore Dennis ,soon...the 'perfect world' that made you a God now; that thing will make you the miserable horde of people "as the man dressed in white robe with is face hidden by the light said with wicked cackle at the glowing globe