At the starting point of the road stood a child. Five adults, all with same looks but in different age, are standing beside the child. Each of them stood patiently, waiting for the child to make a choice. In front of the child are many different paths; some narrow, some wide. Some beautiful, some dark. They all leads to different destination, and the challenge within those paths are different. However one thing was certain, that no matter which you choose, passion is the main thing to get through the journey.
Or at least, that's what the child thinks.
Despite the adults gave the child a chance to choose their path, the clever child knew their family wants them to walk on the path of fortune. The child glance at the dark pathway, and was immediately stared by one of the adults. The child quickly turn their eyes to another side, but the stare doesn't stop.
Before the time to choose a path came, the child had learn many things. Some unwillingly, some secretly. The child soon found some interest, and their passion on some specific things. The child was at first worried of the path that should choose, but they soon learned not to ignore those burning passion of theirs, they had finally made up their mind.
The child looked at the road full of artistic style. The hope to walk on that paths burns them more than anything. Sadly before they could take a step, another adult pulled their hand. The adults warned them not to walked on that path, "the path is pretty, I can see why you love it," the adults compliment, "However, that path is too narrow, you will suffer more than you imagine. How about choosing another path? You can return anytime soon." As they speak, they bring the child to the other side of the pathway. A path full of numbers.
The child was stubborn, they refuse to leave. The adults raise their eyebrow in anger. They pulled them away from the path, decide it would be the best if they give them education about the danger of the paths. The child pretend to agree, while they silently prepare for the dangers of the paths. They are no idiots, they knew the risk in each paths, but they will wait, they will wait until they are well prepare.
Their plan was figured out by the adults. Now they are banned from everything they like. It was like a zombie life, had they not secretly draw behind their backs, they would have started to loose themselves. The stares are getting stronger, they can't take it anymore. Yet for the sake of those friends that they aren't even sure if they are with them. They lived.
The world may never know though, that the kid is silently killing themselves. Starting point? Their physical health. Not like anyone notices the pain in their stomach or the sharp inhale of their lungs, the dizziness in their head and their constant blind eye situation. No one cares, neither do they care. However, the food has started to look disgusting in their eyes.
Or at least, that's what the child thinks.
Despite the adults gave the child a chance to choose their path, the clever child knew their family wants them to walk on the path of fortune. The child glance at the dark pathway, and was immediately stared by one of the adults. The child quickly turn their eyes to another side, but the stare doesn't stop.
Before the time to choose a path came, the child had learn many things. Some unwillingly, some secretly. The child soon found some interest, and their passion on some specific things. The child was at first worried of the path that should choose, but they soon learned not to ignore those burning passion of theirs, they had finally made up their mind.
The child looked at the road full of artistic style. The hope to walk on that paths burns them more than anything. Sadly before they could take a step, another adult pulled their hand. The adults warned them not to walked on that path, "the path is pretty, I can see why you love it," the adults compliment, "However, that path is too narrow, you will suffer more than you imagine. How about choosing another path? You can return anytime soon." As they speak, they bring the child to the other side of the pathway. A path full of numbers.
The child was stubborn, they refuse to leave. The adults raise their eyebrow in anger. They pulled them away from the path, decide it would be the best if they give them education about the danger of the paths. The child pretend to agree, while they silently prepare for the dangers of the paths. They are no idiots, they knew the risk in each paths, but they will wait, they will wait until they are well prepare.
Their plan was figured out by the adults. Now they are banned from everything they like. It was like a zombie life, had they not secretly draw behind their backs, they would have started to loose themselves. The stares are getting stronger, they can't take it anymore. Yet for the sake of those friends that they aren't even sure if they are with them. They lived.
The world may never know though, that the kid is silently killing themselves. Starting point? Their physical health. Not like anyone notices the pain in their stomach or the sharp inhale of their lungs, the dizziness in their head and their constant blind eye situation. No one cares, neither do they care. However, the food has started to look disgusting in their eyes.
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