It began as a beautiful, innocent morning.

They even began as friends but soon the day would take a tragic turn. You see, both Billy and Bobby had labored throughout the day to build their sand castles to epic scale and the sight of those buildings of sand was indeed a beautiful one to behold.

However, the tragic truth was that at some point in the day, both Billy and Bobby had come to believe the lie…the lie that their value as humans was based on the amount of toys in their possession.

That the winner at the end of the day would be the boy with the biggest and best castle. Yes dear friends, it was there, deep within the soul, that the true enemy lurked. Those prideful lies that prompted the great war to break forth among the boys.

Eventually, after working together to destroy all the inferior castles around them and then looting their plastic sand trowels and buckets…came the dramatic moment when Billy and Bobby were themselves forced to face each other in their battle for complete control of the beach.

“I’m not going to stand for this anymore!” Yelled Billy. “

Well then, take a seat if you won’t stand for it, ” retorted Bobby.

Billy began marching toward his sworn enemy as his face twisted in rage. “You know what Bobby, you’re strange.”

With that Bobby began to cackle. “Really? At least I’m not a stranger!”

All the rest of the day the boys fought with words and fists until finally, as the sun went down, their parents returned to pass judgement.

Soon the adults had broken up the fight and dragged them both back to their homes for their just punishment. Strangely enough, it was during that very same night that the tide began to come in…washing away all the castles of sand and plastic toys…leaving the beach clean and without any trace of the noble fight that had ended the day before.