[ WP ] You 're a timid person living an unsatisfying life . you accidentally befriend a hardened criminal and your life changes for the better . Write about the transformation from being the person you never wanted to become to being the person you always wished you could be .

`` A lonely man sitting in a lonely room. One great window to the world and he mourns the sight like a forlorn lover. What is he thinking as he paces along the windowed wall? Should I leave this room? Should I linger for longer? No answers-'' 
 
 `` PLEASE. STOP. NARRATING.'' 
 
 Arturo paused and made a gesture suggesting concession. The lonely man renewed his wa- `` NO answers from the gorgeous shaggy haired gentleman in the corner. No answers from the giant brain in the little lonely man's head. And nothing from the foreboding blinking screen. Little did Phil know that his future did not depend on the details or facts that had thus far determined his life. Phil's life, from now on, would depend on a thing so foreign to him that no amount of deliberating could ever - AH! GOD! SON OF A BITCH!'' 
 
 Arturo clutched his forehead as *Crime and Punishment* rebounded to the floor. He righted himself, renewed with passion. `` BALLS,'' Arturo declared grabbing his crotch, `` is the ever so foreign factor that dear Phil has been missing his entire life. TESTOSTERONE. AND FEELING. What is he feeling now?! Anger? FEAR?'' He advanced forward smothering the lonely man in his godly presence. `` WHAT DO YOU FEEL, PHIL?'' he yelled at the top of his lungs, `` ARE YOU SCARED?'' 
 
 Phil was scared. He had been scared his whole life. But in this moment, he felt his fear. And he felt it smothering the soul of him. And his soul cried out. There's more than this! There's more you can feel! And do! Do n't drown in the deluge of doubt! Break free! Break free! Break free! 
 
 *'' What do you feel, Phil? `` * 
 
 Chains that held the lonely man down for his entire life were being ripped away and battling, breaking, bursting up into his heart were the tides of wrath and love and desire and hope! The tides of emotion had brought him to his knees, but Phil felt strong. Stronger than ever. He felt the strength burn in his chest, and each beat of his heart pushed it further into his body. His chest, his legs, his arms, his fingertips screamed out and flexed their newfound strength. Strength, at last, to act. The shaggy haired man leaned over him casting a shadow over Phil's face. 
 
 *'' Are you scared? `` * 
 
... 
 
 `` No.'' 

