At just 18 years old, they say these years are the best in a human's entire life. We call it "youth," a time that grows and changes much like passing seasons. We smile like spring, with some of us playing in the rain while others shed tears.
i felt like always running from things where the moment it gets hard.
eventually when i started to move on leaving everything behind.
Then, on one rainy day, as I moved forward and began taking life more seriously, tragedy struck.
i was as usually waiting for lights to go green so i can take train from subway. everyone was busy on their phone, carrying laptop. these generation is all about technologies. they prefer phones rather talking with someone .
in this bustling world . we all got lost , who were we actually are.
as I was crossing the road near my house when a car hit me. In that moment, I felt like I was flying, my body going numb. As the rain fell, my blood mixed with it, creating a surreal scene as I entered the very "dark room" I had feared.
Life is full of events that eventually shape us. My tears mixed with the raindrops on my cheeks, disappearing into the downpour. Strangely enough, that rainy day had always been my beloved season. The melancholic feeling it brought was profound.
And so, my life transformed into an "event" that defined me, that shaped who I am today.
AND I COME TO A PALCE FROM I COULDN'T RUN AWAY ANYMORE .