Life is weird

[Alkser]

This is a short "story" I wrote a long time ago, I believe it was in September, 2012. As I was checking my documents on laptop I found this one read it again and thought to share it on here.

 

So here it is, enjoy it.

 

 

Life is sometimes weird. Sometimes it's beautiful. Sometimes sucks. Sometimes you wish that you aren't even alive. But then again, there are good things in life that make it worth living. Worth to fight for. Many things happened in my life, from bad things to good things. Many times I wished to get away from Tuzla. To go somewhere far away and to never return. Away from everythinng and away from people. But when I think about it, I can't help but not to question myself..why? Why should we run from our problems? Why should we run from life? True, life isn't always good. And it's true, many bad things can happen. But then again, your friends and family are here, who love and support you. On their own way. I think a lot about different stuff. Sometimes I think way too much. About my friends, life in general, shits that happened, even about people that I don't even know. Sometimes I even think about things that didn't even happen.

Lately, hate and anger is growing in me, even though I hide it. I hide it cause I do not want to worry my friends, parents. I hide it not to worry my brother.

This morning when I was in police station with my father, a woman with 5 year old sun reported her husband for violence. What kind of a father do you have to be, to do a violence in front of a 5 year old kid? But then I understood something. I used to "hate" and dislike my parents. But now I actually understood that I have great parents. Parents who forgive me for all the dumb shits I do, for all my problems and even for my lies.

Some people think that I'm one of those guys, who don't have any problems. Who's always happy. Who has everything in his life.

But in truth, it's far away from that. I have had lots of problems, and lots of times I hide them and I fix them on my own. That's my way of growing up. Sometimes I am happy, sometimes I am not. I believe that nobody in life is fully and perfectly happy. But now, to have everything in your life..it really depends on the way you look at it. People would probably find me insane if I answered on that question. They all think money and a big house means to have everything in your life. But I think of it in a different way. I have something I always wanted: True friends. That means for me, to have everything in my life.

Some people will never understand what it means to have true friendship. To have real friends who'd help you no matter what the circumstances are. In the good things in the bad things. Even if you're on your worst possible stance.

Because of this..life can be good. And because of this..it's worth living.

[Maharg67]

Excellent! Loved reading it. I agree with you! :thumbsup: :thumbsup: :thumbsup: :dance: