Jarad and his Problem
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- In this park, among the bees of the beehive in the tree near the back of the park, reside a mother bee and her son
- Alright son, you are getting to that age now where you have to start collecting your own nectar from the flowers of this park.
- You are free to collect nectar from any flower in this area, however, there is one flower that looks like the rest but is pink with yellow buds; DO NOT go near it EVER
- I mean: Yes, Ma'am
- ok cool
- The day after
- I got my nectar, but that flower looks completely harmless; however, I already have my nectar so I'll go back home
- I couldn't resist, I got my nectar from this flower... what's going to happen..?
- Actually I feel fine; in fact I feel amazing now, better than I've ever felt, I'm getting nectar from this flower everyday from now on. I need more.
- Wait, you're not ready yet
- I'm on the run and am not coming right back.
- Some time after
- The next day
- Ow I feel terrible ah.
- I haven't gotten my nectar yet...
- No, stop before it's too late; I can already see how it's affecting you, you can barely even fly straight anymore
- ...I should probably go do that; this flower seems completely harmless though
- Mother, the flower that you warned me about is actually very helpful
- I need to find somewhere to live; I'll live in this bush, good thing it's close to my Sierra Leone
- I know! I'll take it inside the bush to stay with me. Dang, this is heavier than I thought; I can barely lift it
- Oh no it's dying. I need to find someone to help me rejuvenate it or find another one, maybe an even better one. I know! I should ask my mom she'll know, she knew about this flower in the first place
- What he did not notice through the delirious haze and enhanced ignorance that the nectar caused was that the flower was in fact not heavy whatsoever, he was weakening at an alarming rate throughout his body due to the effects of the nectar, which he didn't notice due to the dopamine it fed him; he also forgot that ripping the flower out of its roots would cause it to die because of this.
- But I want it even closer than this, accessible at any time. And what if my mother takes it away from me since she knows where it is?
- I wonder how my son Jarad is doing, he's probably dead now so I guess I'll just die. I don't want to keep thinking about him all the time, I'm not Frank Ocean.
- I can barely fly anymore; this flower is so heavy I want to drop it but I cannot.
- I fell out of the air and now I'm dying; now I see what I've done. Atleast I can pass without having the burden of attempting atonement and rehabilitation.
- THE END: Don't do drugs (because you don't know how they'll negatively affect you and those associated with you)
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