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I think, I was 8 when I was sitting on my couch watching my parents go insane over the most simplest things. I always felt like it was my fault, that I was the one to do things wrong and cause this pain to everyone out their. When I walked to school I would she the people who seemed cool be pushed around and slapped around, as if.....as if they were nothing but a rag doll. Is this how life is supposed to be? The weak are picked on and considered nothing to us, while the strong go on and get what they want by not even working? Even if I was 8 and starting kinder garden, I knew I rather work for what I have then be given everything in life. I
If you think about it, who is stronger? Someone who is willing to never give up? Or someone who is trying to make you give up? I might get picked up, but that doesn't mean I should quite, quieting will only bring failure in the future. I might be foolish and naive but it doesn't mean I don't deserve respect, so why shouldn't you deserve respect? Can you answer that, why shouldn't you be able to stand up and fight back, no matter what happens....you should never give up.
-Love Mist<3
- by The_Mystical_Kakashi |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 03/03/2013 |
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- Title: The Old Me Part 1
- Artist: The_Mystical_Kakashi
- Description: The tail of someone trying to be someone new in this world.
- Date: 03/03/2013
- Tags: part1
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