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| PROLOGUE |
I knocked on the almost black looking door before me. The feelings of embarrassment coming to me. He was there, I only hope he meant what he said. He said he'd help. I only hope he meant it.
Though, where I stood right now, wouldn't probably turn out pretty good, but what's going to hurt if I tried this once?
The place I stood at, was before a black door. Though the thought of knocking on an unknown door feels awkward, but there's always a first, isn't there?
For all I know, I could be knocking on the wrong door. But as far as I can remember, it looks the same as I'd seen before. Even though the door looked same, I wouldn't forget, I was standing at the door of the house that was only one of the row houses on the street. While arriving, I had seen, a lot of houses had the same colour of the door. So yeah, it could possibly be the wrong door.
I didn't know what I'd come to face. I'd only be satisfied if it were the one I wanted it to be.
So, I build up my courage and knocked on the door. My knuckles hit the blackened door, though I don't know if I knocked loud enough for him to know someone was at the door. So I knocked again, when the door wasn't opened. I knocked louder, my knuckles tapping the door harder.
My knock wasn't as confident as I'd never been. If I'd describe myself I'd say Unconfident.
But then again, One cannot describe oneself without the judgment of the crowd. If you describe yourself good, you'd be bragging in the views of the crowd. If you say you ain't good enough, you'd become an attention seeker. The crowd can never be pleased with what you ever can give.
Don't ask yourselves how much you have changed and what you've become or if it is for the good and is it something of worth. Ask that question to the people who'd smile at you and give you the honest opinion that you long.
The door swung open. I snapped my head up at the face, I wished I would see. I looked at him, suddenly my tongue gone vacant of words.
"You came."
I nodded, "I did. You told me to come to you when I felt the need to...I came."
