If ever I could find a friend who truly loved me. A friend who loved me just as much as I loved them. That would take to make me Happy and spend the rest of my day with them. But sometimes, good things don’t last, well, they seemed seldom in my life. I was looking for acceptance in all the wrong people and places. But I am not desperate, In fact I love being Isolated. I began to understand I was not like anyone else … I am different ….
Few things in life happen without a reason, sometimes I wondered why the world seemed so unfair. I stopped searching for the answers. I’d sit for hours and think of nothing. I love being lost in silent. Memories can be deceptive. The things that I didn’t know now I have begun to understand. The more I learned the more I understand. The journey I endured not only has taught me precious mysteries about one another. It’s too painful to think about the bad times I had. I forced to think I had found my way. I fell and picked myself up. I had managed to create a fuller , beautiful atmosphere , Happy life for myself.