Where I Belong

Simula

Life

As I walked through the crowded college campus, the weight of my life pressed down on me like a heavy burden.

At just 17 years old, I felt as though I carried the weight of the world on my shoulders.

My mother's abusive behavior had left scars on my heart that ran deep, wounds that seemed to never fully heal.

The constant blame for my father's death hung over me like a dark cloud, suffocating me with guilt and sorrow.

Each step I took was heavy with the weight of my struggles, the echoes of painful memories ringing in my ears.

I longed for a sense of belonging, a place where I could escape the chaos of my life and find solace in the embrace of others.

But everywhere I turned, I felt like an outsider, a lost soul drifting in a sea of faces.

Despite the lively energy of the campus around me, I couldn't shake the feeling of loneliness that linger at my soul. I envied the carefree laughter of my peers.

But even in the midst of my despair, a flicker of hope remained alive within me.

Somewhere out there, I knew there was a place where I belonged, where I could find the love and acceptance I so desperately craved.

And though the journey ahead seemed discouraging, I refused to give up hope. For in the depths of my heart, I knew that one day, I would find my place in this world.