Kuto’s life no. 537

The Kuto’s life filled with dejection. Kuto is in Vanuatu, and his middle part medium haircut hair color is dark golden brown. He wears a wayfarer transparent sunglasses, and has a shaved face. Kuto wears a blue plaid shirt, and he looks like he’s about to cry. His eyes are red and swollen from crying, and his nose is running. He looks around helplessly, as if looking for an escape from his misery. But there is none to be found.

Kuto feels like he has been defeated by life itself. Everything he had worked so hard for – his successful career, his happy marriage – has come crashing down around him. And now here he is, all alone in a foreign country with no idea what to do next.

He tries to take comfort in the fact that at least he still has his health; but even that seems like a cruel joke now given the state ofhis mental health . Depression has taken over him completely , making it impossible for himto find any joy or happiness in anything . Allhe can see ahead ofhimis an endless cycle of painand darkness .
At times ,he wishesthat hedidn’thave to wakeup each morningand face another dayofthis nightmarecalled life .

Kuto’s life no. 770

Once there was a boy named Kuto who lived in Vanuatu. He had a quiff haircut and his hair color was carrot. His face was shaved and he wore a grey hoodie. Kuto’s life was filled with revulsion. Every day, he would wake up and see the same disgusting things: the same people, the same buildings, the same food. It made him sick to his stomach.

One day, Kuto snapped. He couldn’t take it anymore. He had to get out of there. So he packed his bags and left for good.

Kuto didn’t know where he was going or what he would do when he got there, but anything was better than staying in Vanuatu

Kuto’s life no. 382

The Kuto’s life filled with alertness; Kuto is in Vanuatu; Kuto has a afro haircut; Kuto’s hair color is dark grey; Kuto has a shaved face; Kuto has a gold earring on left lobe;K

The sun had been beating down mercilessly on the small island of Vanuatu for days, and there was no relief in sight. The only thing that seemed to be getting any respite from the heat was the ocean, which glittered invitingly under the harsh light. It looked cool and refreshing, but also dangerous.

Kuto knew better than to swim out too far. He had seen what happened to people who didn’t respect the sea- they were pulled under by strong currents and never seen again. No, it was better to stay close to shore where it was safe.

But today, something was different. Today, there was a sense of urgency in the air that made even staying on shore seem like too much of a risk. So instead of heeding his better judgement, Kuto found himself wading out into the water until he was waist deep. And then he dived head first into the unknown..