I was 19! My life was all about me and my cartoons! It's way too ridiculous for a teenager to still watch cartoon kind of stuff but it's the kind of me I would like to prefer. The world around me seemed nothing at all. I had a whole different world; my thoughts were also different from the normal.
I couldn't leave my childhood in the past. I used to play around enjoying the innocence of a child. I used to be like a person with a matured body but still that same childish attitude and thoughts; which made me a task to understand. Although I was a 'grown up child' my friends didn't leave me alone; they were always beside me even with all of my stupidest notions! Those were the kind one like to have! I was lucky to have such friends!
Life was blissful; I didn't know anything about the outer world. I was contended with my own self and at least I had my friends to accompany me! My mom was too worried about me or you can just say a worry of a caring mom! She always insisted me to change; to change my attitude and to grow my mind a bit. But I couldn't understand why that was needed, I was happy the way I am. I was always smiling for which sadness and agonies were too far to reach me! They couldn't catch my speed! "So what was the reason to change? Why is my mom insisting me?" these were the two questions I couldn't find an answer. They always haunt me until I started ignoring them.
My thoughts were novel but answered everything for the society. I know how to convince people, how to give them solace, and what makes them hurt? May be, knowing all these was the reason I was special to my friends. It is as you like a rose even with the thorns all over it! You can only get it after passing them. The same was for me. People like me only, if they know me! Well that's what others say!
Yet I started to wonder how I could make up with the world. I was all different! And a strange notion kicked my mind-"could there be any one like me?" with that outlook I started learning to read people so that I would come to a similar point where my ideas and the one's meet. But this didn't work better and still it made my mind a mess! So I gave up reading but now I do know how to read one's thoughts. I became a psychic!
Few days passed and one fruitful morning came my birthday; the day I hate the most! It was that day everyone will give you some kinda special treatment, you will receive no chidings. But I didn't like that and it was not my liking which is to be considered! All that embarrassing day finished at my high school and I started running ahead my home which changed me and my life drastically!!!