Once upon a time, there was a girl who thought that she was invincible in the eyes of the people around her. She roamed around in her own silence. She breathed the air as quietly as she could in her own perfect imaginary world. It was when until she realized that all those people have absolute view of her—that everyone around her could see her—because she was visible. She was so excited about, she approached everyone and asked every single person to be her friends. Some accepted her, but some pushed her away. Those who accepted her however, started to treat her the same way it was before she ever became their friend. In another eyes, she was still invincible. In reality, she existed but those people just chose to erase her from their view, from their lives. They chose not to include her existence in any detail of their lives. To them, even if she was there right in front of them, she was just invincible—not because she was not there, but because her existence never matter to anyone else except to her own.
"Either get busy living, or get busy dying." — The Shawshank Redemption (1994)
Saturday, January 29, 2011
This Invincible Tale.
Once upon a time, there was a girl who thought that she was invincible in the eyes of the people around her. She roamed around in her own silence. She breathed the air as quietly as she could in her own perfect imaginary world. It was when until she realized that all those people have absolute view of her—that everyone around her could see her—because she was visible. She was so excited about, she approached everyone and asked every single person to be her friends. Some accepted her, but some pushed her away. Those who accepted her however, started to treat her the same way it was before she ever became their friend. In another eyes, she was still invincible. In reality, she existed but those people just chose to erase her from their view, from their lives. They chose not to include her existence in any detail of their lives. To them, even if she was there right in front of them, she was just invincible—not because she was not there, but because her existence never matter to anyone else except to her own.
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