Friendship

Long time back I used to live alone in the mountains, behind the forests, all by myself. I used to hunt animals, cook their meat and then eat them. I fought all those demons and monsters and kept them away from the peaceful forest. Those were gory battles. Then one day, they conspired against me. They formed an army which consisted of millions of monsters, devils, and they were joined by an army of dead. They had only one motto, and that was to bring me down. I was not afraid, I got all my arms ready and I decided to fight them alone. They had swords, knives, clubs, machetes everything one can think of. But I had a powerful, sharp, heavy sword, which was more than three times my height, but it was not enough. After beheading more than a million monsters I was feeling tired, my head was spinning and my muscles were sore and cramping. The monsters saw this as the best opportunity to kill me and and they attacked me. I did fall on the ground, helpless and was blankly staring at the sword that was coming down to sever my head. But I was surprised, to find it was his head which was separated from his body. I saw the bodies of the monsters got cut into pieces and were flying everywhere. The ones that were trying to kill me, were running away from me. I stood up and saw my old friends were back. Till that day I was an atheist, and neither believed in God nor in religion, but after that day I started believing in the religion called "friendship".