Why
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Many Years ago . I saw an old man on a bicycle at my street, he seems to me like as any old man, once a time I found some young boys at my age I guess starting bothering him, I don't know why they did this thing, but I feel that they was so happy and all they do, just keep laughing, that's made me so angry that all I want just hurting them with any way, but it's not me who do like that, other ways, this man what is his guilt in this, because he have no one to defends him, some bad people or should I name them some animals doing all this with him, all the time I was always saying that people help the people, one day when I have the power, I won't see something like that happening in front of me, and just standing in my place, but I will keep me like who I am, and I will always say people help the people.