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^{EMOTIONS SHATTERED BY A FIFTEEN YEAR OLD}

Most people think life is all about…bullshit…… while I take in serious pills of hope to continue in life, I think is it really worth it? All this poverty, greed, mistakes and regret, has it really done any impact in one’s life? Enduring all the insults given to you and till holding on to them, is it really worth it?     Why can’t you turn off your emotions and don’t care about it? Isn’t it better not feeling anything at all? Life doesn’t give a shit about anyone, whether your poor, wealthy, healthy or sick, when it times to die you will. Can one die when he or she decides? Why must death decide that for us? Some or most are tired are willing to die, but it isn’t willing to come but when you want to live it always taken, have anyone ask the question why? Why are we humans deceptive and devious? You can never cheat death with the money or power you have. Accept everything now and don’t give a shit about anyone, you only have one life, take it or leave it.

The sorrow felt every time is painful and neglectful, being mistreated and blamed is something worth a thousand years to get over…….. Pain is a great feeling to be felt to know that you went through hell to get where you, all those people who made you feel the pain are supposed to be thanked and praise for it, because without them you wouldn’t be who you are today or the next. Once before I was told not to feel but am still feeling and wonder how great it would be not to be felt…… I wish I can decide how Karman will happen to someone. The feeling of life is just so hectic and stressful. Even my own country itself has discouraged the input and output of one’s life. I have heard a saying “one’s country reputation represents it citizen and if the reputation is bad the citizen’s reputation and dignity is destroyed and useless because the country has spoken for itself”. The citizens of Nigeria aren’t trying to do anything to help her country at all.  It is like the are even trying to worsen the situation. If you go anywhere outside of Nigeria and the citizens of the country find out that you are a Nigerian, you will disgraced. All this talk of Nigeria has literally gotten me tired and I want to move on to the next phase of my life.       Being up and still doing is a painful uhmmm result. Just feeling silent or thrown away is tragically…. I feel the end near, like my pain will go away very soon. Being destined for what you believe will surely come. I feel that being traumatised is a blessing. Because I know who is who and what they are capable of doing…. The funny thing is that no one the real me, what am capable of because they all see me as a fool. One funny thing is that am not and a hidden capacity is there. Being observant is a blessing, the let me see them but I don’t let them see me. I have three different parts inside of me. They haven’t seen any yet, they have only seen the fake part I made up for them. Because when the see these parts of me, they won’t recognise me. Am not whom I say I am. I am just living a fake life now. The funny thing is that they made me believe different things about myself, being selfish, brainless, and foolish, they are so many….i Am a very talented person that I have discovered on my own. Before I needed a person to tell me that, but now I don’t. life don’t care who you are, if you not using it to it full advantage it can be taken. I am happy me name is GLORIA because I will forever be glorious in this life no matter what happens. I am me because I was made to me. I may be rude, crude or faceless but I will never to be you so go soak on it. Because it is about to start. Anyone reading this and don’t like it, I don’t care am just writing my honest opinion about my past experience and what I felt as a child and it still feeling. On the 8^th of November 2015, I felt the worst feeling and discovered who is who, that feeling was so disgusting and painful. Am just 15 years old isn’t it abnormal to be going through this. Am just an alien here. But it is a good thing to feel it now than later. I have an imagination of becoming like the world or creating technology for future. One beautiful thing about arrows is that where they are aimed at the will always ahead towards there. while humans are aimless, it is only when we find our real self that we have an aim. Why is it like that?