This is a true story. In a beautiful and sunny morning a young man named Kolter was in a bank. He was trying to get some money to support the release of his very first album. Kolter, well-known to be lacking in talent, had his request denied. He was completely disturbed by the news that he would never accomplish his dream to become a singer. He went home and grabbed all the songs that, for so long, he had been writing and his guitar. He was going to the bank to do a nonviolent protest. He had planned everything. He thought, “I’m going to be there and show to every single person my potential, then there will be no reason to my loan be denied.” Yes, he was ready to torture anyone at the bank, until they cannot take anymore notes and with no other solution, and using their last breath they will have to agree to give him everything, just to make sure that he’ll shut up. No doubts about, he sure is smart to threaten people with his “melodic” voice. But on his way to the bank he saw something that changed his plans.
When the cab that he was in stopped at the traffic light, he saw an old man crossing the street and dropping a bag. Kolter, famous for his gold heart, got off to the cab and grabbed that bag, he tried to catch up that senior citizen but he couldn’t. At that moment clumsy Kolter realized that he had left in the cab his guitar and songs, so it would be quite impossible to protest against the bank. Kolter went home to forget such a bad day. At home he begun to remember how everything went wrong, and Kolter was so devastated by those facts, that he deiced to put an end to his miserable life. He hanged a rope and went for it, but it didn’t work just because he is very cheap, and cheap people don’t have decent ropes. Kolter was lying on the floor alone and in so much pain, when he suddenly realized that the old man’s bag had ripped and he could see inside of it. Kolter was shocked because that bag was full of Benjamins, he couldn’t believe it, but he was so relieved because he understood the why of that horrible day, that almost finish tragically, happened. Deeply in his heart he knew he had a purpose in his life, he had to return the bag to that old man.
Next morning, Kolter went to the place where he saw, for the last time, the old man. He didn’t want to call the cops because he really liked to do everything by himself. Without anyone’s help, he had continued to look for that man. After days searching, Kolter finally saw him again. The old man got in a cab. Kolter did the same and followed him to a big house in the country.
Kolter waited outside until to get dark, then he broke into the house, and he put carefully all the money on the table. After that, Kolter had decided that as soon that old man wakes up, he would feel that God had been watching after him. Kolter was very exciting, with the opportunity for the first time in his life, to make someone truly happy. Kolter had begun to make the best breakfast ever for that old man. But Kolter had zero cooking skill, and he spent all the old man’s food in many creative recipes. When the food was too salty Kolter added sugar to it gets tastier, when it was too sweet he was adding salt, then he was baking and frying everything. He was doing so many things at the same time that, when he had finished, everything had a black and hard crust around it. But he didn’t stop there, after he set the dinner table with all that crunch food, he started to make a cozy house by turning on the fireplace. Kolter was putting more and more wood in the fireplace, and the fire was becoming bigger and bigger, but soon there wasn’t left any wood. Kolter went out to pick up more wood, as soon as he came back the fire had spread in the living room. Kolter dropped all the wood and went to look for the old man, while he was searching he saw in that old walls many pictures of the old man’s life all the pictures had as landscape that now burning house. Kolter finally found the old man sleeping, he was holding, as a kid, a miniature of his lovely house. The police arrived along with the firemen and Kolter explained everything, the officers were particularly nauseous about the Kolter’s way to prepare food.
Kolter was in jail. Later he had been released to wait for his trial at home. Kolter’s trial begun, and he became to be aware of what he had done. The old man told the court about that house. The house that his father built with his on hands, in the way that his mother dreamed about, when she was a little girl. He told them how was to grow up there and to raise his kids, and after the accident, that fatally killed his wife and kids, that house was the only thing that he had in the entire world. That house was the closest thing, as a family, to him, all his best memories happened there. When was Kolter’s turn to speak, an anxious Kolter told the court all his good intentions. He in detail told the jurors, how he made to the old man the meal, that he should never forget it. The prosecutor showed as evidence of the case the food. The food was the only thing that survived to the fire. It was untouchable, that crunch stuff around the food really had protected it against the fire. When the old man was asking about the money, he told with tears in his eyes that, the money should be use to build a new wing at the children’s hospital. But the money had been consumed, as each old man’s belongings, by fire. Kolter’s attorney was doing a good job. He was making clear how clumsy he was by telling in court all kind of awkward stories.
At the end of the week Kolter was declared guilty, and his sentence was to be holding in a mental institution, because he couldn’t think straight. Kolter was relieved he knew that he really needed a break, to get his life together and to practice more his guitar that he got back while the trial was on. He apologized to the old man by singing, one of his favorite songs. When the director of the mental institution heard Kolter he said to the judge, “No way! We cannot have him, the patients already have enough problems, it’s not fair with them, they don’t deserve it!” The judge had not other option than to set Kolter free. Before that, Kolter had to give to a corporation the rights of his strange way to make food, because fire specialists were sure about that, they had never seen something be so resistant to fire. He signed the papers and he made the world a safe place. Today, many products have in their composition the K agent. The money of the royalties went to build another house to the old man and to a new wing at the children’s hospital. Kolter didn’t receive a dime and he also didn’t record his album. It was fair enough!
Ps. Kolter was so ashamed, that he forgot everything. Don’t even try to ask him about it, because he sure will deny.
