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In my world, being me was not a word generally acceptable to everyone, have seen myself as weird, stupid, phsyco or
anything you can think. For a while i wished i was normal, i wished my life was natural and happy like every other kid. I
felt like the waterlike look of a sand under sun in the eyes of a thirsty desert man, who
comes runing hoping to get water. I was a false hope, like a tiny fish in an ocean without
realizing i had the ability to swim. Just at
the verge of giving up, i realized there
nothing like family, they made me
realize the only
reason i felt incomplete and worthless
was because i chose too and because i
was blind even to my own history, i was
scared of not being normal. Then i
began my quest to knowing who i was, when i realized the answer to my question WHO AM I was more puzzled and complicated than the question itself. Stay tuned.