Into the world I grew, imagining things whatever I thought is truth. Little did I know that all I might know would be nothing to be known.
Just as a normal kid, I enjoyed every moment of my life and thought that my life is the greatest gift I could have had. I ignored everything and focused on myself; what made me happy. Even when I cried there was no pain and everything to me was astonishing no matter what it was. I was desperate to know everything and anything. I don't know if I could be happy thinking about everything right now.