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Ill-gotten gains never prosper .

A boy with a hat of hay and perplexed mind with contrasted thoughts , sitting beside a huge tree,thought about his sick brother and how he could buy a subscribed medication; can you imagine how the ideas can spoil your head , how the ideas can kill , the boy found no way or solution out of his problem , firstly he supposed that he could borrow some money from his uncle but he refused to borrow his orphan nephew , ooh that is true, who lends a little poor shepherd , What a pitiless heart that his uncle has ?

Again the little boy failed to find a way , there was no way except stealing money from any where , so he decided to steal some money from the vendor who helped him previously , verily he stole the only person who helped , he stole him and his eyes were full of tears . Do you know how to cut the only hand that was lended to you but he was compelled !

That's not the point , but the sick brother regained his health and he grew up but unfortunately he was ungrateful , Day by day he frequented the schools and the knowledge but sadly he forgot his brother's grace and scorned his brother and his work as shepherd , so he deserted his elder brother and emigrated to the town where the money and the fame , And one day the youngest brother delivered a small telegraph ' COME QUICKLEY YOUR BROTHER IS DYING' , He hurried to the village and when he entered his brother's room , he found his brother thrown on the bed with his pale face , He gestured with his finger to his brother , the youngest got close to his brother , and the sick whispered to his brother to send for the vendor to come quickly , the young man astonished what his brother meant ,

but actually he sent for the vendor who was very old , and before he emitted the last breath he grasped vendor's hand and begged forgiveness , and he did't forget to say that

Ill-gotten gains never prosper .

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