It's honestly too early to be alive at this point and time in life .
Nobody , I repeat no...body should be alive at this point , including me .
I assume that you already know that I am a 'early riser' , but this morning there was no sunlight at all , everything was dark, just the way I like it but it was cold ... extremely cold .In all honesty the day when I needed the sun the most , it was not here .
It was as if life was trying to tell me that I take too many things for granted ... or maybe I just couldn't care anymore , life in particular is and was never nice to me at all , just when I think that I am on the brink of achieving something that I worked so hard for , it is snatched away from me ... like taking candy from a baby . Me .I try to console myself and tell myself that I'll just have to try harder next time , but there is never a next time because time waits for no man .
Some people have no filter...
They think that they can you help by saying things that can and will bring you down, which they think would make you stronger , but in all seriousness, they just break you piece by piece every time they utter a word .Then again what if they don't think at all about what they say , it's as if words have no consequences but they do indeed have very grave consequences .
They don't care .
The people don't care about you , all they care about is their right to freedom of expression and speech , but do they ever use it responsibly ?Do they care about the consequences ?
Of course not , well it seems like that to me ... if it doesn't seem like that to you , luckily you have a carefree life , but remember that life is not always what it seems .Life is a huge puzzle and some times due to the choices we make , we break some of the puzzle pieces ...
Can you imagine yourself understanding what a person meant when they speak directly to you and specifically about you ... but can not understand how they can use so harsh words at the same time , it's like they are trying not to hurt you , whilst trying their hardest to kill you .
'If you don't have anything good to say than don't say it' .
That was something I was not taught but something that I learned from experiences of mines and of other peoples .
If many people lived by that phrase , then I would be correct to assume that more than seventy percent of the world's population would not speak at all .Exaggerated or not , that does have some truth in it and that is what everyone hates , the blood stained truth...
It is something that breaks people.
It is something that people can't handle.
It is something that I prefer .
Everyone is responsible for what they say , but what is interpreted is never what was meant .No one ever means anything when they lash out in anger at someone but retrospect they say what they feel . They speak the truth .
Back to my morning , where I had got up at 6 am , shocking... ?
I know , it even shocked me .
I had got up fairly normal in the morning with complaining and zombie like behavior .
I had also woken up with stomach cramps ... who knows what that mean ?Yes , of course , it's shark week... I got my period .
Sometimes my period skips a month or two ... I highly doubt that is normal but I do not want to go to the doctor's or anyone else ...As I was saying , I had awoken with my Pajama pants drenched in red bloody liquid .
That I had never once happened to me , as in never ever happened to me before .Since 'that' happened to me .
I had decided to take a steaming hot shower .
But guess what ?
There was no steam and neither was the water hot at ... all ...Just my luck . I had taken a cold shower ... and it was not on purpose .
What witchery is this ?And that too on the day I decided to get up early .
I truly do not deserve such treatment . After having a bath and changing into something clean , I went to have breakfast .
There is nothing better than cupcakes for breakfast if you're trying to lose weight.Before I left the house I had a argument with my parents let's just say that they did most of the so called ' Talking ' and they didn't say anything nice at all .
They were going on about the day I wore a mid-thigh , pure white princess cut dress with white and gold heels to match and apparently I looked terrible , and ' wearing a dress like that looks cheap ' , I dare wonder who wore the dress and who looked cheap ?
I mean they did not say it directly to me so , I wonder how many other ways that can be interpreted .
As to where I am right now , I am at the mall , drinking hot chai latte , calmly with my eyes looking a bit lost ...
That was until I heard a voice...
Yes , I heard a voice , in fact I heard many voices but one in particular stood out .
I can not pin point where exactly I heard it but it did indeed sound very familiar .
It sounded smooth , so very smooth...It sounded way more smooth than my leather jacket and jeans .
Then I heard that same voice approaching me , thank god that I was not looking in that direction , it would be totally creepy .
' Excuse me miss ' , said Mr Unknown , for some reason I avoided looking at his face ... whilst I was looking a bit spaced out .
' Hello ! ' , he said a bit louder the next time in order to catch my attention .
Now ... I had to look up .
I looked up into two golden orbs .'Huh ?!?!' , and that was the best I could muster up to say , did I just get a brain freeze while drinking hot chai latte .
He chuckled... Mr Unknown chuckled at me knowingly.
' Do you need something Mister ? ' , I asked him getting a bit annoyed at myself and at him .
'No ... actually , I was going to ask you if you needed something, you looked a bit sad and lost , to say the least ' , he said very calmly but , I can't help but think that he knows something that I don't.
For some reason my chest felt tight and every thing in my head felt compressed . At that moment I did not know whether to cry or to speak to him .
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Who is Mr. Unknown ???
Who agrees that Sarina has nicknames for almost anyone that she meets ??
Is Mr . Unknown just ' anyone ' ?
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