Nicholas was very sad. One could almost say traumatized.
His sister lived next to him and she was really rotten. His uncle lived across the row and was always so two faced. Everyone knew he was false but this did little to help.
Even surrounded, he felt alone.
He hurt so much. Everything was getting on his nerves. He just wanted to scream out. “Somebody help me, someone take away my aches.”
Surely, he wasn’t bad. He didn’t deserve this.
He felt inadequate, as though there should be more to life.
Poor, poor Nicholas, he was such a sensitive tooth.