The Biggest Secret

I always thought I was normal, I wanted to go to college, I wanted love, I wanted food, I wanted money. All normal, right? When your suddenly getting thrown out of the country to survive, I wouldn't exactly call that normal. Then when being in a totally different country doesn't keep you protected and you have to go off the grid, thats when you have to question if your still normal. I always asked myself 'What is normal?' Is it being standard, is it fitting in, is it being an ordinary person? Someone important once told me that "Life is to short to be ordinary." So here I am stuck in the middle of a lie, trying to survive with the one person I hate. Being put in positions that make you have to choose between your life and someone else's life is not ordinary. I just remind myself that in the end, we only regret the chances we didn't take or the choices we didn't make .