Cause life is about taking chances…
I’m back in my hall, staring right across the other blocks of flats, hearing laughters from the many others downstairs. I don’t know how to continue, to comment about what I experienced, but being the minority isn’t a thing to be poked fun at. Whist trying to fit in, I try my best to not loose myself.
I know I shouldn’t be shaken from what I have seen or what I’ve experience. But the night is one night I’ll probably not go again. Sadly, I do not have the charismatic gift to charm my way through but I believe I am ready to for this challenge to be here with this environment to make a name for myself.
I stare at all the pictures by the wall, all the gifts and letters from people I love and I know I will be able to make it. Thank you whoever is reading this for making it so special for me.
