I Want To Be Like

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
I wrote this because I am so sad and disappointed in this moment. I just want to reminisce. (^_^)

Submitted: May 19, 2008

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I feel like my life has been miserable since the time that I moved here in the city from my province. I transferred school of course, I have to get along with others, I really did my best tyo be like by my classmates and make friends with others but still it's not enough to get what I want. My classmates always teased me evrytime I speak or even to recite on the class. I cannot blame them I grew up in the province with different accent on our language and I bring that accent here in the city, they laughed everytime they hear it. It does really hurt me a lot, why are they doing these to me? Is it because I am a province girl?...A province girl that is an idiot and stupid that they can just play everytime the want. Yeah I am a province girl so what?..... I am not ashamed to admit it, there is nothing wrong about it right?. This city people always think that the province people like me is easy to be played and joked. I always cry because it's me, only me and just me comforting myself until one day I told myself

"I had enough from them...it's time for me to make them shut up and swallow all the criticisms they gave me...I want to prove them that even a province girl like me has the right to live in the city like them, to live the life that I want. I want to be like by others, to make friend with me"

I alrady have the strength to prove myself that I can follow the flow of their lives. I study hard, participates on the class, joined the activities and I let myself being notice by most of them.

"Who is that freak province girl now who always teased, criticized, joked and played" I told myself

I our speech class I intentionally make myself as the object on my piece. I want to let them know what's their impact in my life. While I am speaking my speech I saw them, rolled their eyes on me, make face on me, and some looked down and somecan't even look straight to me. I am happy after that class I can now breathe and I can now express the true without hesitation.

I never think that what I did is my revenge to them, I did all that to teach a simple lesson that if ever they will meet someone like me, they will not be judge and fool like  what they did to me. I am now proud to say that after all those heartaches that I feel and all those tears that I cried is now over. I finally overcome and get over with that experience that being fooled by others. I told myself that I am their "karma" since then the city people especially those teenagers like me treat me now as they treat others, in other words they treat me equal to their friends, classmates and etc.

Now I am happy with  my friends I know they accepted and loved me from who I really am. I am starting to create and compose my own poems and stories, I know these writings are not the best but it is one of my way of expressing myself. I just smile evrytime I remember that experience and finally I can say that I am now liked by others. However, I also have to thank them for giving me that experience because that experience made me strong.


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