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28 November 2008 @11:14 pm

Just a normal child, average and born into the world to experience. She had a pretty normal childhood, growing up with cousins and brothers, but as she grew older, something was missing. Something that she couldn't quite place her finger on yet. But as she developed further, she changed. In her teenage years, her friends spotted changes in her that seemed ridiculous. 'What happened to her? Why is she being like that?' They would question but the answers never came. No one could place what went on inside her quiet mind. All they knew was that her essays revealed a different side of her, a side that was unknown and hidden.

She kept her gaze on her best friend, seated opposite her, occasionally shifting her glance to random objects in the surroundings. She was being told the truth, the brutal truth about what she had become. What she was still changing into. An emotionless robot who put everything under the microscope, creating problems that seemed unbearable; but those problems were faced by probably everybody else in the area.

Another of her closest friends was seated opposite her, also sharing her thoughts and views on that girl's behavior. The girl listened intently to them, taking in every word and thinking about how she had changed and how she had affected them; adversely.

After her friends had finished telling her their views, the walls that restrained her emotions collapsed. Warm tears flowed endlessly down her cheeks and she carelessly wiped them away with her palms, only to feel a fresh supply of tears spill over onto her face. The tears kept on flowing throughout the body jerking sobs as she spoke to her loved ones who sat opposite her, their eyes drifting every now and again from the sobbing girl in front of them.

She revealed a pain in her chest that she had been harbouring for a long time. The pain of a child without a parent's affection. But her two loved ones soon made her realise that they had the same problems, and they had gotten over that bridge. But the girl still felt like she was drowning in those problems, unable to resurface and get on with life. But then she realised that those problems were merely a ripple in the pond. It wasn't a tidal wave, and she could get over it.

The strength from two significant people changed her mindset about life and everything that came with it. Her new family, the ones she could always turn to for everything. They helped her to crawl out of the darkness and embrace life and the people around her, to be a better person to those she loved and to always be there for them.


Thank you Andrea- for being my best friend throughout the significant years of my life and always being there- and Fina, for helping me realise what I've become, and to save me from my thoughts. I am sincerely sorry for hurting you.Thank you to my closest friends,Anna,Rubini and Anne, for always being there for me, if i have hurt you in any way, I am truly sorry. I love all for you with all my heart and soul.

Sincerely,
Vanessa.