Have you ever had a terrible friend that pretended to be your friend but later you discovered that he had your worst intentions at heart? Have you ever had a friend that misled you and betrayed you and was always trying to ruin your life? Mr. Cigarette is such a false friend to me and to everyone I know!
I first was introduced to Mr. Cigarette when I was about seven years old. I was introduced to him by a group of my friends or at least I thought they were my friends. When one is young, we are so naiveand are very trusting and can easily be misled. I fell for his charms and seductive ways!
They made it sound like Mr. Cigarette would be a wonderful friend with whom to hang around, that he would be there for me through thick and thin. They really build him up as a cool friend, a loyal friend, a good friend. I didn’t suspect a thing. Little did I know? But I should have suspected something was amiss. Because from the first moment I met him, I started to violently cough. I realized I had hard time breathing.
The more I hung around him, the more that initial breathing problems and uncomfortableness of his company settled down. Mr. Cigarette was fun. Whenever he was around everyone thought I was also cool and popular. We went to many parties and everyone seemed happy when I brought Mr. Cigarette along.
But as time passed and I hung around with Mr. Cigarette more and more, I started to become suspicious of Mr. Cigarette! I noticed that some of my money was disappearing. Almost as if it was just going up in smoke! My money just seemed to burn up and disappear. And it always happened when Mr. Cigarette was around, especially when he was around.
Then I noticed this awful smell whenever he was around. I thought, how can he smell so bad? It sort of clung to me and I had a hard time trying to get rid of it. I was beginning to wonder just what kind of friend was Mr. Cigarette?
Things just escalated from bad to worse. Some of my trustedfriends, like Mr. Doctor, were seriously warning me to get rid of Mr. Cigarette. They were telling me some awful things about Mr. Cigarette that I had suspected all along but I had a hard time to get rid of him. I made several attempts to end our friendship but he had a hard time getting the message.
When I realized that he was really out to kill me then I knew I had to take some drastic steps. Mr. Cigarette had to go. Our long friendship was over, no ifs or buts!
With the help of some really decent friends I made the decision. I had to even enlist the help of God to get rid of this awful, false and evil friend. One day, I just took him and threw him out in a pile of garbage and told him in no uncertain terms to never show his ugly face again. I was determined. I meant what I said. I wasn't going to be fooled any longer. I realized the truth about Mr. Cigarette!
After some struggling and fighting, He was finally out of life. Good riddance! That was forty years ago! I don’t need that kind of a friend!
He just doesn't get it that I meant it when I broke my relationship with him. He has tried to smooth himself into my life on many occasions. But I no longer can stand the sight or the smell of Mr. Cigarette. He has for many years been totally out of life.
I have new genuine friends now. I like you to meet my new friends, Mr. Moremoney, Mr. Cleansmelling, Mr. Betterhealth and one more I’m trying to bring into my circle of my good friends, Mr. Longerlife.
These are much better friends. I hope you too will make friends with them and enjoy some real good company with friends that really care for you and not a deceiver, thief and murderer like Mr. Ciogarette!