One in a Million
Where am i? What is this feeling? Is it comfort or loneliness? Fear or anticipation? from darkness I saw a glimpse of light. I am in a room with a lot of different unique friends. Why are we chosen? Because of what we have or because we are unique, they say one in a million is a gift but its also a curse. Being divided by others, consider special and kept in a room where no freedom is given.The room is comfortable but everyday there is a hand choosing a friend and bring them out of this room. Slowly Day by day, My friends are getting lesser, why are you leaving me alone, am I not good enough for you the feeling of abandon slowly devour me making me less confident in what I want and how I do things. I wish that I was chosen. At least I won’t feel this loneliness. Finally its time I’ve been picked, such anticipating, excitement and also fear, what will become of me and how is it world like outside of this room, wish all my friends well as I depart on a new journey.
