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They say that there is no place like coruscant in this galaxy. From the life that I have lived, I would assume that they are telling the truth. But they do not see it quite the same way that I do. They see a rich planet, full of culture and wealth. I know exactly what it really is. It is a digusting little waste of a planet tha is full of filth. The filth arent those small time thives though, or even those who are a bit higher up in the leagues of crime...
No, I mean those who are the ones who truly cause the problems for others. The politicians, the wealthy, and even the middle class are the real scum. They live in thier nice homes, and have thier easy jobs, while so many others suffer. It is completely disgusting. They put themselves up on a pedastool over those who need to steal to survive, simply because they were lucky. They view those who need help with disgust.
The worst part of it all is, that as of now, there is absolutely nothing that I can do about it. I am poor, alone, and I have almost nothing in my own possession. I have trouble feeding myself, and I have no place to live. I know that it sounds like some sort of terrible sob story, bu it is completely true.
Even what could be considered my advantages have disadvantages in them. I am smart, at least I think that I am. But I have had fairly little education. I was taught how to read and write, and a few other basic things. But I learned most of what I know on my own. Unfortunately, there is only so much that one can learn on the streets. I am in at least decent physical condition, but my inability to get ahold of food keeps from being in great shape. nothing seems to work out for me.
What I use for food sets me apart from everyone else though. My food only comes to me when I am able to cleanse some of the filth from the world. I do not discriminate on who I eat. I eat all races, and sometimes I even have to eat those who are as unfortunate as myself. I do not cook them, I simply drag them to the ground when they are all alone, and I start to rip them apart.
I did not always do this of course. I had not even always felt the way that I do about people. But a certain group of people ended up doing it for me. I saw a group of the the other unfortunates who were simply asking some people who looked somewhat wealthy for money. When the nasty rich people turned them down, the unfortunates got a little more aggressive with their asking. The wealthy people screamed. Somehow, a man with a glowing stick heard them. He jumped down from somewhere, and in a self righteous manner, attacked the ones who needed his help. He injured a few of them, and killed one.
The people who he saved were extremely grateful, while the group that he referred to as "muggers" ran away. Even less capable of doing anything than they were before.
As I watched the evil man with the glowing stick offer to lead them to safety. I was completely outraged. Who was he to interfere like that? What sort of evil could possibly exist that would do what he had done. Even though I knew that I stood no chance against any of them. I tried to get back at that man. I could sense something from him, but I had no idea what it was. But I didnt care about that, I just wanted to kill him. The man turned to me as he heard me running, and was confused. I was young at that time, so I would imagine that I was not a very scary sight. He turned off his glowing stick and then waited until I got up to him. He grabbed my arm as I tried to stab him, and sat me down.He took the knife, and started to talk to me.
No, I mean those who are the ones who truly cause the problems for others. The politicians, the wealthy, and even the middle class are the real scum. They live in thier nice homes, and have thier easy jobs, while so many others suffer. It is completely disgusting. They put themselves up on a pedastool over those who need to steal to survive, simply because they were lucky. They view those who need help with disgust.
The worst part of it all is, that as of now, there is absolutely nothing that I can do about it. I am poor, alone, and I have almost nothing in my own possession. I have trouble feeding myself, and I have no place to live. I know that it sounds like some sort of terrible sob story, bu it is completely true.
Even what could be considered my advantages have disadvantages in them. I am smart, at least I think that I am. But I have had fairly little education. I was taught how to read and write, and a few other basic things. But I learned most of what I know on my own. Unfortunately, there is only so much that one can learn on the streets. I am in at least decent physical condition, but my inability to get ahold of food keeps from being in great shape. nothing seems to work out for me.
What I use for food sets me apart from everyone else though. My food only comes to me when I am able to cleanse some of the filth from the world. I do not discriminate on who I eat. I eat all races, and sometimes I even have to eat those who are as unfortunate as myself. I do not cook them, I simply drag them to the ground when they are all alone, and I start to rip them apart.
I did not always do this of course. I had not even always felt the way that I do about people. But a certain group of people ended up doing it for me. I saw a group of the the other unfortunates who were simply asking some people who looked somewhat wealthy for money. When the nasty rich people turned them down, the unfortunates got a little more aggressive with their asking. The wealthy people screamed. Somehow, a man with a glowing stick heard them. He jumped down from somewhere, and in a self righteous manner, attacked the ones who needed his help. He injured a few of them, and killed one.
The people who he saved were extremely grateful, while the group that he referred to as "muggers" ran away. Even less capable of doing anything than they were before.
As I watched the evil man with the glowing stick offer to lead them to safety. I was completely outraged. Who was he to interfere like that? What sort of evil could possibly exist that would do what he had done. Even though I knew that I stood no chance against any of them. I tried to get back at that man. I could sense something from him, but I had no idea what it was. But I didnt care about that, I just wanted to kill him. The man turned to me as he heard me running, and was confused. I was young at that time, so I would imagine that I was not a very scary sight. He turned off his glowing stick and then waited until I got up to him. He grabbed my arm as I tried to stab him, and sat me down.He took the knife, and started to talk to me.
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