Life Only Knocks Once

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                It seemed like yesterday when I was a kid and encountered the different obstacles that ruined my life. I can see with you the reflection of my past with all my mistakes that I have done that bring me to a well-mannered individual now.

                When I was still as innocent as you were, I tend to get whatever I want wherefore I was a part of a deep-pocketed family. I am a daughter of a prominent Businessman and a diplomatic Lawyer wherein their works requires a lot of time and they tend to get busy all the time. To leave the house in early morning and to arrive in the house in midnight was their daily routine. We are an example of a worst family for we have all the negative traits to define with. It feels bad that as a daughter, they even sacrifice all their time and attention to their respective works. They do not even know how important I am as a daughter to them. They do not know how precious and valuable I am, to be a part of their lives. I always blame God for having me this unfair life and for having me this useless family and irresponsible parents. Yes, we are wealthy, but unconditional love is priceless.  My parents made me feel that I am not a part of the family and they do not recognize my presence at all times.  They always made me to think of the future, and of what might happen to me when I am not at their side. They also made me imagine the things that would ruin my life in the future.

Until one night, just before the crack of the dawn, when everyone was asleep I started to walk slowly and leave our house as quiet as I can even though it is hard to my heart to leave a house where every memorable days was happened there. A bag full of clothes and enough money is the only thing I have. Every step I made was the remembrance of the past that still on my mind that caused a scratched on my part. I cannot look back the place where memories made but my decision is final. Suddenly I did not notice that I am now miles away from where I consider as a forlorn house. My tears rolled fast in my cheeks as I remember what I did. Nevertheless, this is what I want; I want to escape the sanity I have felt, this is my life and I cannot deal with it.

Togs! Togs! Togs! Togs!  A rackety beat comes nearer from a clubhouse as I tread on the road. Every beat I hear is like a rock that pounds my heart and slowly killing my conscience. I cannot bear it so I walk as hasty as I can. I seat on a place where I appreciated the muteness. I do not want to blink my eyes for it reminds me all the darkness that I have in the past but still my crystal tears fall down on my cheeks despite of holding my emotions hardly. I saw group of people taking pleasure and burning their lungs as they frolic the smoke coming from the cigarette, wasting the precious gold of hardships of their patient parents. As I switched my sight, I saw the other side of darkness of a group of delinquent individuals, as they give their self a bit of delight in drinking the liquor of the tasteless sin. They do not even care where the money they used came from for they spend it as if they are a millionaire. A murky site caught my attention; a chaos place with people who are overjoyed while playing the cards with the symbols heart, diamond, spade and club. Cards? I thought that these are only for past time to relax our minds but in their case, I saw flying money back and forth. My heart felt abrade when I saw this scenario, but wait! Who is that woman? She wears clothes that were irritating to the eyes with strapless and mini skirt attire as she reveals her loss of reputation. She is prostitute and she walks seductively with her body getting naked, performing a public display of affection with a man who has lust on her. A half-naked man with freshly made tattoos all over his body, he walks like a stupid person, his reddish eyes was so freakish and he looks like a drug addict. He approach the prostitute woman and secretly open his pocket and bring out a sachet of the so-called prohibited or illegal drugs, he slowly open it and dip their fingers through the sachet.   Suddenly, I saw this man that looks like a billionaire, walking on the street with these golden accessories such as heavy necklaces, rings in every finger, a signature shirt and pants, a shoes made of steel, a sparkling shades made of gold and silver and this titanium briefcase who looks like it has a bundle of money inside. Behind this billionaire man was a man who is in a black jacket and wears a black bonnet with all these black shades, black gloves, everything the he wore is black, and no doubt, that this is a hold upper, I swear! Now, he is attempting a hold up! The billionaire does not know how he will do next. He might ask himself neither to fight nor not to fight, but wait! What are happening, his nervousness and fearfulness made him lost his billions of money, earlier the man who looks like a billionaire, now looks like a loser. Here come the police! All dressed uniformly in blue. With all their cups on their heads and guns on their waists, “do not move! We are now surrounding you,” shouted the police. The suspect run the fastest step that he could, behind him is the police in action who ride in a car. Like an action star, the suspect performed stunts such as jumping in a high wall,               but still the police reached the man dressed in black. They directly exchange bullets to each other until one man died. The man dressed in black, were shoot on the head, laid down on the floor, and bath with his own blood.

 

Tang! Tang! Tang! Tang! The bell echoed around the church. I did not notice that I am now reminiscing the past. We are just going to church but now, I already told you the story of my life. You know what my daughter, in this world that we live in, this day and age, being a good person is a very hard thing to do sometimes. Basic morals that were so important to our ancestors in the past do not seem to matter much to everyone anymore. Moral values such as dignity, loyalty, determination, kindness, and compassionateness are values that are not found in everybody anymore. In fact, in some parts of the world trying to find people who value these qualities is sort of like looking for a needle in a haystack. A simple way to ensure that you are being a good person, and more than likely being the best person that you can be is to treat others the way in which you want to be treated. Do things for others that you would expect someone to do for you, and do not do things to others that you in turn would not appreciate if they were done to you. people mess up, at the time, they will not notice or even care of what you feel and what you do for them. They will walk all over you and shove your face into the ground. Once they realize what they have done, it is up to you to choose if they deserve the same or not. Nevertheless, what good will it does to you if you do the same. One thing you need to always remember is that you need to have the strength to forgive and become a stronger person no matter how hard it is. You will thank yourself later while you watch how other people were affected with the same situation and choose to do the same to the person. Life is what you put into it. Make sure you do well in this life. You only get one.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 03, 2014 ⏰

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