Fraternity

As what it would seem or be deemed as "Fraternity" for the title of this post, the word itself has much to speak of. In a human society such as ours and I meant "ours" for readers that I do not particulary know of but still know of the incessant way of life that we carry out and the mode of communication that only we can interpret and speak in. Perharps the day when you find out that you were once living on rocks be the inaugural run towards an anomalous form of interaction. Now, to define Fraternity. A TIE IN BETWEEN TWO brothers. Don't count on it. If you did bother to check out the definition, it would certainly help you in further comprehending the significance behind this post. And if you did not, it would work out better for you if you simply relinquish the thought of reading this. If at this point, you are already spasmodic for having read such a wonderful post, I congratulate you. You might be the first to truly defy incorruptibility. I would like to apologise if you get deeply offended. Then again, you did have a choice not to read this. Strangely enough, I have not touched on the topic of "Fraternity". Is there a topic on "Fraternity"? Guess not. But who knows. If you happened to be one who knows of the existence of a topic on "Fraternity", I applaud your efforts. Sometimes, there are people in this world who are really impractical. I'm not hinting at anything that might assail you. Among these people, there are a few who are categorised under "Brothers". I do not have a brother and would not like to go through the suffering of having to have one. In case you do not know, the "suffering" I was referring to was the experience of grevious times AS brothers. The fraternities that exist between brothers are much less to say,cogent to the extent whereby I would become their brother as well. Subsequently, I will just get kicked out of the household when I try to enter through a door that won't budge no matter how much fraternities lie between the entrance and the exit as well as being able to sense the danger that's lurking. In the end, all is lost. That's how I would like a story to end. But no, I attempted a sneak-in and got eaten up by the brother of a dog that I had once tried to kill. And basically, the premise behind trying to kill the dog was because it had a dog as a brother. Not a brother as a dog. Now, that makes sense. Well, I thwarted death a few times but I still died afterall. Didn't expect my life to end being eaten up by a dog, though. If I had a choice between that and being killed by my self-proclaimed brothers, I would have taken the second choice. But, it did not happen at all. How unfortunate, I must say.