Dim light crept into the cold apartment as Pierre; a French soldier opened the front door. He had been released of service with the French army for a couple of weeks so as to bury and mourn his family. His apartment was in disarray, broken glass scattered across the floor along with pieces of the walls that had come loose during one of the many bombings. The ceiling was riddled with cracks and the floors groaned as he moved about. What was once a home filled with joy and life was now nothing more than an empty tomb, holding a man who was dead on the inside.
As the days passed by, Pierre’s mental and physical condition degraded. With no family, no money, and no food, he was forced to take on a lifestyle of begging and scavenging for food, a lifestyle that many would consider disgraceful.
One numbing winter day, Pierre was walking through a recently bombed town. As he made his way through the rubble, he noticed an unused artillery shell. Seeing the ammunition reminded him of a flyer he had seen the previous day.
The flyer read, “Are you looking for a quick way to make some cash? Look no further! Trade in any old ammunition you find for real cash! Ten euros for every pound of ammunition you trade in!”
As he held the shell in his hand he thought to himself, ‘Surely I can trade this shell for some money! I can get something to fill my stomach and maybe even some new gloves!”
Pierre started back down the road; the shell grasped in his hand. As he hobbled along, he began to come to his senses and realized the danger of what he was holding. He instantly dropped the shell and jumped back, but there was no explosion. He looked at the shell as it lay there in the dirt. His stomach rumbled and he was reminded of his hunger.
He thought to himself. “Well, if it hasn’t gone off by now, even after I’ve dropped it, what reason do I have to believe that it will explode at all?”
Pierre picked up the shell once again and started back towards the main city. Suddenly he tripped on a stone, and the shell was knocked from his hand. He watched as it flew through the air and smashed into a nearby tree. There was a sudden flash of light and then complete darkness.
The man had been blown to pieces.
This narrative is a reminder to not let your desires blind you from danger.
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