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�lene Kadar Writing Competition- Contestant 5
By: Angel. Date: April 30, 2017, 6:44 pm
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When we are children. Our innocence beautify everything in our
eyes. Because the less we know, the better reality seems to us.
Even the most difficult of circumstances can\'t erase our smiles
or dim the ray of hope in our hearts. We have simple dreams, and
find joy in the smallest of details. We even embrace pain as our
friend and find solace in it. Our hearts are that pure and big
enough to fit the whole universe in such small space. That\'s
the greatness which we were given.�
et, as easily as we are
given this heart, it can be taken away from us, in the same way.
So, we stop hiding behind our smiles. Our laughters. Our little
joys. We forget the beautiful details of life. Our vulnerability
becomes apparent. Sadness becomes the language of our eyes.
Light begins to crawl out. The only thing we are left with is
hope. We no longer see the puzzle pieces, we just see the whole
puzzle. We don\'t want the small joys. We want joy itself. It\'s
like you no longer want the paint, you just want the ability to
have a canvas to hold on to. And guess what? You\'re no longer
that innocent child you once were. You grew up in an instant.�
Because children don\'t have to worry about not surviving
another day. They don\'t have to think of solutions to their
problems. They don\'t need to be in a child\'s body but in an
adult\'s world. And surely, they don\'t need to be at the risk
of losing their own life in order to have one.�
hey tell you,
you\'re in need of a heart. Someone else\'s heart beating in
yours. While they become your lifeline, you become their grave.
While they give you another lifeline, you give them a new home.
That\'s no easy responsibility. You\'ve to protect it, as now
not only your reputation, but theirs is also on the line. It
becomes your blessing and curse, and while it gives life to your
body, it brings darkness to your soul. You\'re no longer just
you. You share another being inside you. This becomes your
burden. A burden which mountains are not even strong enough to
handle.�
s if that wasn\'t enough, you have to ruin someone
else\'s life to get that lifeline. While life is being breathed
into you, it is suffocated out of him. And it just gets worse
and worse. Life is mocking you. Death is smiling. Destiny is on
stand by. Fate is testing you. Your choices are constantly
evolving, as you press the on and off button. They\'re waiting
eagerly for you to make your next move. Not caring you\'re just
a child. But now you realize the \"game\" you played, has been
played on you. You feel ashamed. You make it your new life\'s
mission to right your wrong, no matter the cost. It becomes all
you live for. Your new life which was given to you becomes
dedicated to the life of another. And just as you were given
another chance at life, you want to do that for him, too.�
ou
work day and night, without fatigue. Without tire. Without
losing hope. With conscience as your guide. Your effort pays
off. You lost your childhood. He lost 11 years. Yet, it was
worth it. You succeed in getting him out. It took 11 long years
to revive him back to life. You\'re relieved. You embrace him.
The burden on your shoulders withers off. You become yourself
again. You find the parts that you lost somewhere along the way.
It\'s the calm after the storm or perhaps it\'s the calm before
the other storm.�
ou ask yourself, why is it easy to forgive
a child but not an adult? You don\'t realize the answer lies
within. A child posses pure intentions. An adult, now that\'s a
case study in itself. An adult is capable of anything. Purity
doesn\'t always linger on. It subsides like a drop of ink in a
cup full of clean water. It contaminates it completely and it\'s
never the same.�
hat\'s exactly what our lies do to us. They
contaminate our life. We drown in our own darkness and there\'s
no way out because we left no space for light to enter
anymore.�
he allowed herself to be so involved with his case
that she didn\'t think to guard her own heart. As if she waited
for his heart as a prize for giving him the life that she helped
in taking away from him. Her intentions were no longer pure as
that of a child. She wanted him all for herself. Like he was
meant for her. She became too selfish.�
eelings are pure but
when you link them to actions or the lack of them, they hold a
new different meaning. That\'s what she didn\'t realize.�
he
loved him. She wanted him to love her. But the question of truth
at the cost of love or love at the cost of truth played in her
head but she ignored both. She lied and lied until lying became
the oxygen mask of which she relied on to hold on to life,
�thinking she is protecting this love. Not realizing that she
was writing her own demise and hurting him in more ways than
one. The poor guy will never trust again, unless he\'s
brainwashed, which became a constant phenomenon. Even his
psychology became cluttered lashing out at people who were as
much of a victim as he was, and spewing words of undying love to
those who caged him in a prison of his own soul, and caused him
to take his own life away, ironically through his own heart.�
In the end, the heart she was given killed her, because she
didn\'t respect its feelings. She didn\'t tame them. Or perhaps,
she couldn\'t comprehend their complexity. But this time, fate
had nothing to do with it. She painted her own destiny with the
choices she made. With every lie, she dug herself into a deeper
hole. Until it finally sucked her in and locked her inside her
own darkness, with no way out. Her punishment wasn\'t in dying
but in living dead, and so she dwelled in her own body of lies.
�
A Tribute to Vildan also known as Selvi.�
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�lene Kadar Writing Competition- Contestant 5
By: fortuneoliver Date: May 1, 2017, 10:13 am
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I loved this!�
think the ladies on this forum would have
done a better job writing the show than the writers did.
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�lene Kadar Writing Competition- Contestant 5
By: Lena Date: May 1, 2017, 11:05 am
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[quote author=fortuneoliver date=1493651622]
this!�
better job writing the show than the writers did.
/quote]
Exactly! �
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�lene Kadar Writing Competition- Contestant 5
By: pinguinful Date: May 1, 2017, 4:26 pm
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[quote author=Angel. date=1493595879]
never trust again, <strong>unless he\'s brainwashed</strong>,
which became a constant phenomenon.
/quote]
love this
line the most..
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�lene Kadar Writing Competition- Contestant 5
By: Lavander Date: May 1, 2017, 4:27 pm
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�
beautiful and touching narrative. You did it very
well.
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�lene Kadar Writing Competition- Contestant 5
By: fortuneoliver Date: May 1, 2017, 9:09 pm
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[quote author=pinguinful date=1493673987]
the most..
/quote]
e too.�
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�lene Kadar Writing Competition- Contestant 5
By: Jonsen Date: May 1, 2017, 10:03 pm
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A child possess pure intentions yes it\'s true my friend�
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�lene Kadar Writing Competition- Contestant 5
By: fortuneoliver Date: May 7, 2017, 10:02 am
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@Lena�LOVED your work my soul sis...now it\'s time you log in
and say Hey!�
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�lene Kadar Writing Competition- Contestant 5
By: Jonsen Date: May 7, 2017, 10:10 am
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Leenu we want you here you have to join our success party �.
Love your masterpiece�
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�lene Kadar Writing Competition- Contestant 5
By: xenya Date: May 8, 2017, 1:06 am
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congratulations�
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