I want to talk about things that I think is right, wrong, dislocated, or misjudged.
A few nights ago, I saw an old lady looking anxious as she tried to cross the street with her husband. I was with my mom, inside our moving car, as they tried to cross the street. They tried hard, full of doubt because their age has blurred their sight.
Seeing them that night, suddenly made me thought about my life. Someday, if my age is not the short one, I'll be old, just like them. People I know will be gone. One by one. Bringing every tears I cried for them, and every memories I'll try to hold. My grandparents, my dad, my mom, my brothers and sisters, and then me. Everyone will die. And the list does not always go that way. I could be the first one to die. It could be anyone. It could be tomorrow.
I imagine how I'll feel if my mom's gone. And I feel teribly sad just thinking about it.
Sometimes I feel unhappy about my life. My mom and I, sometimes we fought. We are not always get along with each other. If I think carefully, I've treated her badly. She has worked so hard to keep me breath. She'll do everything to give me a good life. And I haven't given her anything. I haven't done anything to please her.
I think... I will love anyone like I won't have any tomorrow. I will treat people in every good ways possible. I will do things that make them happy. I will tell them how much I love them like I won't have any other chance to say it. I will make my life worth living. I don't want to be a typical creature that live and then die without leaving any goods to Earth. I dont want my life being a waste. I want people to remember me as someone good, as someone that means a lot. My life will mean something. My dead will be remembered.
I'll try my hardest to make it happen!! I'll be a better person everyday. I will be usefull! My life will be usefull! I'll be a better me each day. I'll be a great person.
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