They say order doesn't matter.
Order in the form of numbers, names, origin, height, intelligence or anything else, but it does.
If you're "stupid", you're thought to have a mental disability, if you're short you have dwarfism. What if your name isn't accepted in your area, what then? Well, then you're an outcast.
We try to break free from the boundaries that come from our differences, perhaps by lying to ourselves or trying to change, whether it's visible or hidden.
The truth of the matter is that we can't change ourselves. We can wear new clothes, cake on make up and parade ourselves, but our roots will never change.
Although, that's not the full truth.
In essence, we're all the same. All the things that are different are what we've made us to be. Yes, you can say our natural appearance isn't what we've made, though we put a label on it to signify importance.
It isn't, we're all skin and bone.
How can our roots change, or our outside appearance if we're
All
The
Same?
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Short Stories
Historia CortaJust a collection of a few short stories to keep you entertained. WARNING!: These stories contain some dark aspects that you might not agree with. Reader discretion is advised. Without further ado, here are my short stories.
