Little blobs of literally nothing, except for part 13

The little boy and his flame

There was once a little boy. Who was left with a little flames, along side the words " I'll be back" form his mother, and so the little boy sat in the darkness with his little flame, happily waiting for his mother to come back. While the boy waited other flames begun to burn, but the little boy stayed by his flame not wanting to be missed by his mother. The other flames around the little boy grew larger and warmer but the little boy was content with his flame, for his mother gave him his flame. One day another boy came to talk to the little boy, wondering why his flame was so small. The little boy told the other that his mother gave him his flame and he was happy with it. At that the other boy said " Isn't it dark? Isn't it cold? Come let me show how bright and how warm mine is." The boy brought the little boy to his flame, and they toured others. When they finished the other boy told the little boy, if only you cast aside your humanity then he could have a bright and warm flame just like the others. So, the boy cast aside is humanity. Telling himself that it was so his mother could find him, if his was the brightest and the warmest then his mother could easily find him. But, when the little boy's mother came to find him he had changed to the point where she couldn't even recognize him, and so she left weeping for her loss. By the time the little boy had realized what happened, it was too late his mother was gone. Saddened by what he had become, the little boy threw away his flame and sat in the darkness. Weeping, the little boy cast him self aside and said " I shall live here in the darkness, where I belong, like the monster I've become. I miss you mother.... I'm sorry.... and good bye."