My Sanctuary

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Rumors Kill

"A kid just jumped off the roof of their house."

"That beutiful girl is a lesbian."

"*Name* is actually a mass murderer."

"Act out of the Rothfang Conspiracy of Xenophilius Lovegood."

Rumors...rumors...gossips and half truths. The sewed up stories and ideas of those who wish to either be acknowleged or plainly to ruin another person's life or reputation. The world I live in, rumors seem to be heard as frequently as the appearance of the moon in the night sky. Most of the time, even if unintentionally, these rumors affect people. Some of them are lies, petty dirty lies. These lies take form in rumors and spread like locusts in a cornfield. And they hurt people just as fast. Some are truths but converted into what we call half-truths. Half truths are truths that were somewhat altered with some detail added or removed to make it more interesting or deadly.

From experience. A rumor was told to me which changed my mood from blissful to lonesome the second i heard it. I didn't want to believe it. Even though it was not about me, it affected me just the same. because of that, I didnt know what to think of anymore. Some rumors even destroy people's lives. These rumors are elements of daily life that, if carried away, kill or destroy one's life forever. One rumor changed my view of the person i loved forever...

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