As Otto was watching the evening news, he was shocked to see that the headline story was about a psycopath killing a random victim in Castle Apartments. Otto couldn't believe it, he had no idea that happened earlier today in the same building he lives in. He slept until 2:45 and spent the rest of the afternoon playing Play Station so he was completley isolated from the tragic event.
"Holy shit, that could have been anybody losing their life today. That could have been me, easily. It happened so close to home.", Otto thought. He noticed the news reporter mention that the reason for the murder was unknown. "Wow, no reason, no reason at all", Otto pondered to himself, "I wonder if anything is for reason in this world. I mean does anybody really fully understand why things happen the way they do." Otto tried to find reason for his own life, why and how had he gotten to where he is today? He knew his own history of course, but why did his history exist the way it did? He couldn't honestly find a true reason for why things were the way they were. Nobody really knows. All we really know for certain are the experiences we have in a single lifetime on earth. "If there's anything my experiences have taught me," Otto thought, "it's to live in the present, have an open mind, love yourself, and love other people."
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