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-Aishah Roose a.k.a Phat Sha-
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The light at the end of the tunnel, as I have heard people say, was bright and resilient. It held the feeling of hope and freedom contrary to the light in front of me which was dark and bleak. As I moved towards it I felt remorse and fear. I watched as my life flashed by me like a cliche in a bad movie.
This can't be happening to me! I thought as I was being sucked into the dark hole, I haven't done anything to deserve this!
I could hear my voice screaming at the top of my lungs but my mouth didn't move. I felt my spirit, my soul, weak and exhausted from the eternal struggle and I begin to let go. It was not a nice thing to do, this letting-go business, it points out how mindless a person can become just to get rid of pain and suffering. I wished for streangth. The light in front of me became too bright and I begin to disappear.
I hear screaming in the background of my eternity. Wait. Screaming? Am I in hell? And why does my leg feel like it's been pulled apart? Finally, when I finally open my eyes I'm greeted by the ground a few stories below me, staring at me in malice, beckoning me to come forward and land in solace. What a lie. A lie made for those weak minded individuals.
That is not what I am! I screamed to myself, I WILL NOT BE THAT PERSON! That child will not govern my life. The insignificant child. Nagging and nagging at me, telling me how pathetic I am, how pathetic my life is… never again.
A heave-ho came from the balcony I was hanging over and I was pulled back in. As I lay sprawled across the floor I realized how much I was in. My leg hurt, my back hurt and I have a headache. I hope I am strong enough at will to never go through that again. Life is tough but my will and heart is tougher. That would be my life's credo. As for that child that turns my heart weak and black, I killed her. I pushed her off the balcony and laughed at her as she fell into the ground never to be seen again.
** Hey I just read the post, it was great. I wanna make a very short shout out to my boyfriend Bakry, for his birthday although its still a long way to go (21st July).Because I don't have time to go online much nowadays. Happy 23rd birthday my boosuk. Hope you'll like my birthday present I bought for you. Sorry can't blog much, I have things to do for now.
Love ya my Comel.
Miss Eryn
