When she was just a little girl, she had a picture of the real world, or so she thought. She made up her mind to find this beautiful world, even if takes her forever. She crumbled, she fell, she trusted, she got betrayed. She got lost, but realized the only real thing was her!
She was determined to find her perfect real world. She wanted to find that place where she could confide in herself, a place close to her reality. She doubled down her doubts and was willing to give life the benefit of doubt. Every time she looked in the mirror, the journey seemed many miles away.
She wanted a home. She wanted to find what makes her unique. Her thoughts were always floating around her. She was beautiful inside no doubt. But things aren’t what they seem.
Her pains became real, her scars obvious. Her true friends didn’t seem so real anymore. Loneliness her companion. Praying for her became a farce. Why pray? She asks? God didn’t care, if He did, her world would be better.
She was going to be a pilot. She was going to learn how to fly and leave on the next flight until suddenly… Her phone rang. The doctor called “the tumor has caused a lot of damages, you’ve got three weeks to live Sam”.