WriterWearingAMask
Sometimes I ask myself; "why am I here? Why am I living in this world? Who said I have to come here, to this world, living this life? Did anybody ask me if I wanted to come here? Did I have another choice? Did I have the chance to decide where and how to live? Did I choose this life? What was It first like? Do I come from another world? Was I living another life in another place from another world? Did i-..."
These questions are always in my mind. They're making me crazy. I can't stop myself from wanting to know the answer.
But my problem is not the answers to these questions. My problem is life. I don't want to be here. I don't want to be in this world.
No, I don't want to suicide. I don't want immortality either.
All I want is to undo anything I've done all these years, wash the memory of myself off of people's mind and go back to where I came from.
I don't want any Nina Wellington To live in this world.
I don't want to be born.
So this is my story, this is how I try to unborn myself.
-Nina Wellington