Well, actually the title was the title I gave to my story which I wrote for the common wealth essay writing competition. Unfortunately I wasn't able to submit it. So I thought I'd share it with you guys and let you judge it. The whole thing is pretty long so I'll include a summary and the last bit at the ending.
The story is of a boy who was 17 and the problems he faced. He's so different from his friends and they don't like him one bit. So he changes himself to be liked by them and to be hated by his loved ones. He goes into drug dealing, pornography and so much more until he realizes the mistake he made. So he tries to make everything right. He starts running away from his life and tries to end it when he couldn't find a place to hide. He tries to jump off the peak of a mountain when a miracle happens. After a thunderous rumble, a night rainbow splits the sky and from the heavens above the pearly white forms of his parents glide down and tells him this...
"Life is never easy to live when you try to be someone you're not...Its not easily explained but its your choices that count...Change is a fact of life...for the greater good or for the bitter worse...If you're changing just because your friends ask you to...well thats not friendship...Its just another compromise...It shows that even though you have eyes, you're blind to not see what they are doing, even though you have ears, you're deaf to what they're saying behind you're back...You can't feel the pain of being back-stabbed...but you still have feelings...You become a person who has a brain incapable of choosing between right and wrong...What does that make you?
A body of your own with disabled senses...a confused soul captivated by your fears, confidence never there...A life you live, but lead by people who you think are friends...What else does it make you apart from a slave captivated by your own enigmatic fears... What are you scared of? Why are you scared? Why do you hold back? Why do you hate life so much when you have so much to gain and nothing to loose? And why do you act the puppet of your friends...Forgive me for saying this, but when I look in your eyes, hatred stares back at me...I just don't understand why...
You hate being who you are...You hate life because there are so many obstacles...You hate life 'cause you never understood it...You hate yourself because you make mistakes...You hate the community because there are people better than you...Bottom line is, you hate the fact that you were born...the fact that god gave you a chance to live, to prove yourself...Another question...If so, why don't you hate god? Funny...You don't hate god but you hate everything he gave you...A family, a home, friends, wealth and a life to live...
You know questions cannot exist without answers...Problem is you don't want to find them...You know when you make mistakes...Problem is you don't intend to correct yourself...You know when trouble is brewing your way...Problem is you don't want to avoid them...You know your own fears...but you don't want to find them...Yet again you push your confidence aside and let your nightmares haunt you and hold you back from excelling...
Running away is not an answer...But its an option...A person who runs away from life has nowhere to go...'cause he ain't got a place to hide from life...Trust me there is no possible place to hide from something thats not even chasing you...Your problems, your fears...They always find you...hurt you...and now its time to stop running...Its time to look back and open your eyes...Come to your senses...
Look around you....Look at the mess you've made...There is nothing you can't undo or make right...Don't get confused...You can always start by telling the truth and lies in your life start to unfold...Never sell yourself to your friends by trusting them as you're handing them the weapon of your own destruction...Be brave...Whenever you fall, get up...Learn from your mistakes because right cannot exist without wrong...Life is too short for hatred...Accept it as it comes and smile often...At times laughter can be the best medicine...Express your self...tears aren't for the weak alone...Dream...Dream about a future and chase those dreams...Paint them...Make them come true...
Like yourself, accept gods gifts and thank him for giving you a chance to live...Believe in yourself...Be responsible for your own actions and avoid blaming others for crimes they didn't commit...Respect and be respected...Always know when to quit...You don't always have to push yourself too hard because everything happens for a reason... Being different is not a sin...Nor is it a crime...Its what makes you who you are, an identity born with you...Trying to change it leads to nothing but trouble...You can't force people to like you...They make there own decisions, so can you...Sometimes its best to stand out rather than trying to fit in..."
His parents fade away and the sunrises for a new day. The guy starts to settle things...End of story. This wasn't only a story, it has some truth in it. Its a message to all those people who think life's just too hard to live...To tell you the truth, its something I wrote on my 18th birthday...Rate it guys...What do you think?
The story is of a boy who was 17 and the problems he faced. He's so different from his friends and they don't like him one bit. So he changes himself to be liked by them and to be hated by his loved ones. He goes into drug dealing, pornography and so much more until he realizes the mistake he made. So he tries to make everything right. He starts running away from his life and tries to end it when he couldn't find a place to hide. He tries to jump off the peak of a mountain when a miracle happens. After a thunderous rumble, a night rainbow splits the sky and from the heavens above the pearly white forms of his parents glide down and tells him this...
"Life is never easy to live when you try to be someone you're not...Its not easily explained but its your choices that count...Change is a fact of life...for the greater good or for the bitter worse...If you're changing just because your friends ask you to...well thats not friendship...Its just another compromise...It shows that even though you have eyes, you're blind to not see what they are doing, even though you have ears, you're deaf to what they're saying behind you're back...You can't feel the pain of being back-stabbed...but you still have feelings...You become a person who has a brain incapable of choosing between right and wrong...What does that make you?
A body of your own with disabled senses...a confused soul captivated by your fears, confidence never there...A life you live, but lead by people who you think are friends...What else does it make you apart from a slave captivated by your own enigmatic fears... What are you scared of? Why are you scared? Why do you hold back? Why do you hate life so much when you have so much to gain and nothing to loose? And why do you act the puppet of your friends...Forgive me for saying this, but when I look in your eyes, hatred stares back at me...I just don't understand why...
You hate being who you are...You hate life because there are so many obstacles...You hate life 'cause you never understood it...You hate yourself because you make mistakes...You hate the community because there are people better than you...Bottom line is, you hate the fact that you were born...the fact that god gave you a chance to live, to prove yourself...Another question...If so, why don't you hate god? Funny...You don't hate god but you hate everything he gave you...A family, a home, friends, wealth and a life to live...
You know questions cannot exist without answers...Problem is you don't want to find them...You know when you make mistakes...Problem is you don't intend to correct yourself...You know when trouble is brewing your way...Problem is you don't want to avoid them...You know your own fears...but you don't want to find them...Yet again you push your confidence aside and let your nightmares haunt you and hold you back from excelling...
Running away is not an answer...But its an option...A person who runs away from life has nowhere to go...'cause he ain't got a place to hide from life...Trust me there is no possible place to hide from something thats not even chasing you...Your problems, your fears...They always find you...hurt you...and now its time to stop running...Its time to look back and open your eyes...Come to your senses...
Look around you....Look at the mess you've made...There is nothing you can't undo or make right...Don't get confused...You can always start by telling the truth and lies in your life start to unfold...Never sell yourself to your friends by trusting them as you're handing them the weapon of your own destruction...Be brave...Whenever you fall, get up...Learn from your mistakes because right cannot exist without wrong...Life is too short for hatred...Accept it as it comes and smile often...At times laughter can be the best medicine...Express your self...tears aren't for the weak alone...Dream...Dream about a future and chase those dreams...Paint them...Make them come true...
Like yourself, accept gods gifts and thank him for giving you a chance to live...Believe in yourself...Be responsible for your own actions and avoid blaming others for crimes they didn't commit...Respect and be respected...Always know when to quit...You don't always have to push yourself too hard because everything happens for a reason... Being different is not a sin...Nor is it a crime...Its what makes you who you are, an identity born with you...Trying to change it leads to nothing but trouble...You can't force people to like you...They make there own decisions, so can you...Sometimes its best to stand out rather than trying to fit in..."
His parents fade away and the sunrises for a new day. The guy starts to settle things...End of story. This wasn't only a story, it has some truth in it. Its a message to all those people who think life's just too hard to live...To tell you the truth, its something I wrote on my 18th birthday...Rate it guys...What do you think?
2 comments:
Very nice. . Very True . . Good work .
thanx deeds...
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