Unorthodox Strength

Unorthodox Strength

A Story by NewWriterOldWorld
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The more tragic your childhood backstory, the more powerful you are as an adult.

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My child will be the weakest of his generation. I refuse to degrade him, I refuse to physically hurt him and I sure as hell will not make his life tragic for power. Ever since the implementation of the nurturing power scale, the idea of being a loving and caring parent has become taboo. We live in a time where mothers and fathers intentionally inflict pain to their children, all in the name of having a better future. We live in a time where adults will be more powerful than we could have ever imagined but their souls will be empty and filled with hate.


I will not do that to my boy.


I would never do that to my own child.


I sit in my wheelchair, overlooking the soft orange sunset as it drifts away behind the mountains. I often come here after a long day and reflect on all the challenges this world throws at me. You see, in my society, humans that have endured unspeakable hardships as children will inherent the strength of a thousand men. They will develop a level of intelligence that surpasses any of the great thinkers in our history. But with that, comes terrible adverse side effects.


Power, by definition, is and I shall quote Websters, "the capacity or ability to direct or influence the behaviors of others or the course of events". The problem with this is, not everyone wants to influence the behaviors of others or even have a hand in changing the course of events. Most of us just want to live a fulfilling life with the people that are closest to us. Unfortunately, the breeding of power rich generations has caused things such as companionship, love, kindness and humility to be nothing but historical concepts of emotion.


But this does not apply to me. I am one of the few who experienced a different upbringing.  My father loved me unconditionally and he sacrificed everything he could to make my life better. But because of the universal vaccine we all receive at birth, the more love he gave to me, the weaker I became. My motor skills did not develop as fast as they should have, causing me to lag behind my peers from an early age. As my father continued to care for me, I began to weaken even more and soon, being ill was my new normal. It progressed to an unbearable level as I got older. After multiple broken bones and countless amount of hospital stays, I eventually lost all control of my body from the neck down.


Those years were tough... not just on me but my father too. His love was killing me because of the program. He was, literally, loving me to death but he knew no other way. You may see is it as selfish, or even reckless to watch your own child deteriorate but I have not an ounce of resentment. I would never fault him for loving his child. I will do the same when I am blessed with one of my own, I will promise you that.


Through my upbringing, I developed an intense love for humanity and my ailments fueled my passion for change. I became an anomaly to the program and quickly developed ways of thinking that no other human was capable of. Even the creators of the vaccine could have never imagined a case like mine. It was a situation where the hardships of a child were actually brought on by the love of a parent. Do you understand now? I was constantly made fun of by my peers, a day never went by that I was not bullied. I had endured more physical pain, at the expense of my fathers love, than any human had in hundreds of generations prior. My backstory was beyond tragic but not because of how I was raised. There is the distinct difference between me and the rest of the world.


And now, paralyzed from the neck down, I am the most influential man of my time. I stand at the helm of the world, the Prime Minister of the World Government. My duty lies in reversing the nearly irreparable damage that my ancestors have caused us. My hardships gave me perspective, they gave me reason and most of all, they gave me a heart.  I developed the capacity to influence behavior. I developed the ability to change the course of events.


But I did it my way.


I gave the world something they were missing.


I gave them attention and affection. I gave them love.

© 2017 NewWriterOldWorld


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Added on May 26, 2017
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