little story

There was a young boy sitting on a corner, alone, afraid to get out of his safe box, full of the precise answers, full of the security of the certain. A man comes by, with his creative and colorful clothes, and reaches his left hand to the kid. 'Come, come with me to the place where you can feel the thrill of creation. Where your mind can fly limitless.' 'Will it hurt?' asked the boy. 'Of course it will, but what's life without pain? you can sit there in your comfort or you can choose to explore the world, your world.' 'Is it woth the pain?' 'Every  second of it', replied the man. The boy, shaking, took his hand. He would not regret that.