What I am . . .

Well, if it is about Myself, no one can Understand me better . . .

I was still a cry-baby up until I was 14, I just cry whenever someone scold me, hurt me and eventually when I’m watching sad movies(the climax at the sad movies really kills me). I can’t eat fast, and that made me called for “turtle”, such a shameful past. I was scare of female too, because of the trauma my sisters did to me. I even can’t tell someone about how I feel, I think or what I want. As a child, I always dreaming to become such Super-hero, so I can punish my teachers back whenever they hit me for my score.

As I grow up to 16, I’ve changed so much, no more crying for scolding or pain, I try to understand others feeling, learning others habits, my personality gain such improvement as I can’t believe myself for a short time. I eat faster than my brother so that he can’t say anything to push me anymore. I can express much about what I think and what I want, but I never talk to anyone about how I feel, there’s certain unspokeable reason to that. I’m starting thinking about this world, my situation, peoples, and starting to question about Existence.

“why do i exist? just another play-thing of God? why must i’m the same as them? i’m different, i’m special. i’m right, i’m the righteous. they are just in my way, you all must just ceast to exist!!”.

As I think back there, I can see an unstable minded 16 years old boy whose just growing. Now I can accept about the Existence of everything in this Universe, even trash are ’something’. I learn about life more from my English teacher Margenthira, he’s so full of Wisdom, I’m admiring him as the person who can go to Heaven if its exist.

For now, I know who I am, I will know who you are and I think that there’s more than enought to be a “me”.