Here goes the story..
It was a square, built by four of us. The square consisted of 4 dots, representing each of us. We built the square together as the base of the building we would live within for years and the building would be remembered as our memory. We had the days building it from the square base to the skyscraper, passed good times and bad times. Each of us helped each other, holding hands when someone was about to fall. But everything changed when soon there came '2 dots' in our building base.
Two dots changed the shape. Our building would be built on the hexagon base, which meant that the building would be hexagonal-shaped, too. Two dots filled our days, and several happiness came to us. Personally, I had thought that two dots would strengthen the structure and make the building higher and better. Then I realized that slowly those two dots were just about to demolish the building we (four of us) had built for a long time.
One dot, slowly changed the structure, followed by another dot. Those two dots changed the structure that the building couldn't resist the weight of the building itself. Those two dots also made walls that contradicted the proper structure. Slowly but steadily, the building leaned to a side. And as the climax, some parts of the building were broken down and crashed.
So what happens then?
The structure base is still hexagonal-shaped. But the building itself isn't hexagonal-shaped anymore. Every dots makes different shape and structure. It shouldn't be a building anymore, I think. It's hard for each dots to rebuild the building. Every dots wants to be something they want. No more linked-structure for this building. The construction is delayed.
For the four dots, have you ever thought about this one? Or you've been so blind and heartless that I'm the only one who thinks and feels about this?
And for the two dots, do you think it's funny? Ruining one's building and then running away?
