A Scar Is a Scar

I am very lonely today. Surely, my sorrow will last for a life time. The Earth fell on me. First, my boss is kicking me out, for I am not of good use these days. Second, my Doctor says-- “You must be quarantined to prevent the outbreak of the virus!” Yes, I am infected with a deadly virus. I don’t know where I got it. I worked hard and even obeyed everyone, instantaneously to achieve my goal, my career. Shame, I over exposed-- myself. I’m dead! Now, what will I do? I shared this bad news to my family and friends-- they were shocked! I prayed, in solitude, for help. Well, I got a message from someone of good heart, offering me His magic cure. Although, I can easily follow the instruction: “Click this balloon”-- to remove the PSW.x-Vir Trojan trapped inside my body still, I am not happy. You know why-- whaah, I am no longer a virgin and a scar is a scar!