Alone

I believe that I am forever alone. I don't know how do I know because I just did. Mom always said never mine if you are alone as long as Allah remembers you because if Allah is by your side, you'll never feel alone. I just realized today that when I was 6, I have no friend just like another kid. I distanced myself from the girl groups and sat alone. I hate those girls for unclear reason. I remember this one pillar I used to go and sit around it while looking at the gate waiting for someone in the kindergarten. Well, no one has really come to fetch or just say hello to me. I have no friend that I can really call a 'friend'. For me, they are just acquaintance. I don't know whether they still remember me or not but I guess they won't remember me at all. I am like an invisible kid when I was 6. I won't forget those bitter moments. For some people they may not understand how does it feels like, but I know because I was there. The 'Alone' story doesn't stop there. It continues to haunt me like a ghost till but it feels better when you grow up. I take it as a part of growing up process and it doesn't matter whether you have real friends or not. As long as you are good to the society, you won't feel alone and remember they are people like us or maybe even worse.

Book

I am a person who makes the book a part of my life. Books teach me a lot about life especially when I feel down or sad or empty or lost. As easy to say, books fill up every empty pieces in my life. There's a lot to catch up in this world especially when it comes to a person like me. There's nothing wrong being a bookworm. IT IS FINE! Bullies find it easy to pick on bookworms but they didn't realize that one day the bookworm victims who'll be their employer or leader. That's what we call payback time.

Time to bid farewell

The first time I saw you, I'd never knew that you'll be someone important in my life. We went to school together for the past one year. I rarely talk to you or even staring at you realizing that i'll be forever alone. I have seen you smile before and I know, that's the sincere one. You helped me with something that I'll never forget till now. For you, it may be nothing but for me it means a lot. I try to make a conversation or even start  a conversation but as the day passed by, i realize those are failed attempts and eventually I stop. The day past like a monsoon and  we ignore each other. We are not friends although we meet everyday. We are just acquaintance that'll soon be forgotten. Until one day, I feel so lost and insecure. I know one day you'll leave me and I'll be just an invisible wind in your sight. I have neither specialty nor beauty. I'm not insulting God's creation. Yes, everyone is beautiful and it's just have to be a right person to see it but I am not in your view. How do I know? I just knew. Ever heard about instinct? That's the use of instinct in this matter. Time to bid farewell dear acquaintance.