just one more try

This story is exclusively mine and should in no way be copyrighted... anyway ...
.It's interesting how life plays out. You know, growing up as a child you have this cheery disposition on how to take on each day. Being born into this world, having your whole future ahead of you. But what if you were told the exact moment and time you would cease to exist. Will it create a whole different mindset for you or you'd remain unaffected? I used to be like you, you know just going with the flow, till I had a very startling wake up call. Now, I live everyday like it was my last. Being subjected to society's rules and regulations, trying my hardest to conform to that perfect model society is molding people into. Meeting the perfect guy, having kids, living in a perfect home, in a perfect home, having the perfect job, it all just sounds cliché, but that's just me. Coming from a home, where excelling seems to be the only way out, where my dreams and aspirations becomes the very breath that keeps you going. Trying to hit that perfect life. Then again, the perfect life, all becomes redundant once you in it. The fake friends, not knowing whether people hover around you because they genuinely like you, or you are the rising phoenix that everyone would like to cling to, because no matter the affliction, you always seem to rise from the ashes. Or perhaps you are that golden child in the family. The one that you parents uphold and the one your siblings abhor. Or you might even be the runt of the family, the hopeless dreamer who isn't committed enough to actually ever achieve anything, a quitter simple put. Well, perhaps you can help me to discover who I really am. This is not a story that begins like every other fairytale, it might not have a happy ending, might not make you sad, or happy. But it is my life, the life of Shelly Moshe.