I was moving towards life..
with a tiny bright face I was a little girl.Little girl with a big heart like a normal girl.Yes,I was not special.with a brighty face I walked with some other faces all these were awesome as mine.I walked and walked with no motion then suddenly a stone was there in my way and got banged. My brightness had fallen off in the path but I walked and walked no matter when no matter why just walked.no one came to help and to support.Someone called me egoistic someone introvert than suddenly a hand came towards me,opened the bottle and gave me some water to drink. I was wounded but feel safe. That person had gone because he had a magical stick of confidence.but I was still there in my misrable condition. After some while i raised my head. The full moon was smiling, a lovely rose was smelling with it's fragrance. I saw all were mine and seeing me. I was moving towards life I was moving towards life..