Many do not realize the potential of life. The world consists of the idea of reality. This is your place, this is who you are, this is what you do. In fact, most of our lives are spent preparing to put you in a role to play. Let us imagine it is a giant game of house. As children, we played this game, each receiving a label as things such as mom, dad, child, grandma, or a pet. Growing up, the concept of the game still exist. Children, from an early age, are put into social rankings decided by their peers. It is now your job to either keep up with your reputation or to keep out of the way. Finally, as adults, we have responsibilities, decisions, and our own lives to run. Like any other games, there are restrictions. The game cannot be played without basic guidelines. So we must obey to the conformity to create a role to play for ourselves. Every once in a lifetime, you meet someone like no one you have ever met. They do not fit into the restrictions set onto human beings. They revel in the fact that life is just a short period of time that should not be wasted. They seem to understand every aspect of the normal way of life, but they refuse to believe that there has to be one way of living it. For me, that person was Lailah. And, for some reason, she believed that that person could be me.
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Impulses
General FictionSierra, fifteen, high school student, the type of person who would not be expected to achieve much on account for how ordinary she was. Lailah, fifteen, high school student, the type of person who would not take no for an answer. As two, they equale...