Everyday in my life I live with this horrible, thought. I feel as if I want to die but nah I can't do that. I am too scared for that.
God has made people different. Not different as in not the same components that is used, or not the way we are born but we are different as in we have different traits that distinguishes us as who we are. But for my case I am known as bad Luck into my parents life, my school life as well as my internal courage. I am itself negativity and the moral enemy of honesty.
I don't know why sometimes I feel as if I am possessed by something greater than me but most of the times I try to forget those idealist views. I am no more a child.i have no more signs of naivety. I am grown up. I am sixteen.
For people with dreams everyday is a brand new day. Brand new start. Brand new life with the beginning of new possibilities, new success that can lead them to their dreams but me?? I have no dream, I think as everyday I wake up that God is punishing me for my moms sin not mine. The sin that she unconsciously has done it: Giving birth to me. That's the only think she has ever done wrong. I don't blame her, she wanted kids. Now here I am haunting her until she snaps her final breath._____________________________________________________________________________
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RomanceI am special, I am extra ordinal but not in a sense of pleasure and excitement but in a sense of antagonism and with ghastly thoughts. I don't know the real truth but wish someday I will be exposed to it........