I don’t know if it’s the events over the course of the past years that have changed me or the way I have dealt with them that have made me the person I am today, but I do know that I still have wounds, and as life goes on, they’ll heal.
I used to believe life was like a fairy tale, and there always was a happily ever after, and yeah maybe many people will debate about this but even when you have that happily ever after there’ll still be problems. Back then I was six. Life was pretty easy for me, living in Boston and being in the first grade. The only problems I ever faced were not understanding a simple math problem like 4x3 (I still aren’t the greatest math genius) and now I realize that life is more like an algebraic expression because you can’t ever solve for x. You can simplify the problem as much as you like but it’s never fully solved. Just because you can’t completely be free from problems, doesn’t mean you have to give up: And that’s what I’ve learned to do during the past year, to keep on going, like a race car that has a never ending supply of fuel. The car might drive slow at times or have accidents, but as long as that everlasting supply is there, it has to keep driving to finish the race.
That long race began on the 17th of October one evening when I was walking home from a party. It was the first accident that sent my race car off-track.
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