The not so ordinary story of the not so ordinary girlUpdated at Sep 13, 2023, 15:00
Introduction:A biography of a life, written like no other. Not only will my experience throughout life be discussed, but the thoughts and ideas I ponder. An interactive. revealing, exciting, and interesting read, probably the first of its kind to hit literature. The idea to write down my biography was on the 01 April 2019, main reason was to relook at my passed steps as detailed as possible to figure out why my life has always seemed to be dramatic and truly so sad and disappointing, when all I want is to be happy and enjoy life and for other to do The same. The constant voice in my head would think "what the "kcuf" did I so wrong to have made Kama have such an obsession with me, it's as if there is something or someone out there is trying their utmost to make me want to give up, but why?"I began writing, and the memories came as if a tsunami hit my mind. I remembered people in detail, things that most forgot. It was actually amazing to know how much useless information my mind kept, yet how detailed I can recall things. I was excited. Unfortunately, as I actually decided to get a hobby again, an unthinkable thing happened that no one could have foreseen happened. Exactly 12 days later since putting pen to paper after many years of not doing my own thing, Not only in writing but poetry and drawing as well, just after celebrating my 13 year anniversary with my hubby, a tragedy hit my family. I suddenly became a widow with 2 children. That is a chapter to be told closer to the end of this book. I continued to write but not much, and soon I saw no point. 17 months later here I am writing my first book with no idea what I'm doing and why. But something is nagging at me to share my stories, thoughts, ideas, poetry, and even art with the world. To try a new type of reading material that is almost every genre inter-twined. Maybe this is my purpose, to take my views on events and thoughts to make people see that no matter what life brings your way. You need not hit rock bottom first to make something of yourself. A person's greatest fear is actually to succeed, not fail. (Ponder on that thought. I shall share my views in a later chapter).Remember, we can't change the world or how we have been programmed to adapt to our so-called economically driven lifestyle. We should still always be ourselves for thou everything else may be governed by law, your thoughts can not be. Think for yourself, and don't always believe things that you have not proven yourself. Just don't take action unless you know for certain it will not cause harm in any way to another. You should only want to make things better for yourself and others.I'm just an ordinary girl. Nothing more special than the next person, or am I?You tell me.
Chapter 1...
Poem: who am I?
Who are you? Hello yes you I ask again who are you? Look deep into yourself come on be honest and true! Come on come on we ain't got all day. Come on since when do you have nothing to say? Who are you? Yes you are asking who are you? Think of this question and answer true. Are you a person at being a spirit or soul or do you see them all grouped as a whole? Come on come on what's that you say? You try to avoid the question each day. It pops up in your mind when you at work and play Who am I? Who am I? The voices often say. It's scary to know what type of tricks one's mind can play. I wake up as a new person each and every day. The person I was is not the person I am to be the person you see is the one I want you to see. So many different thoughts that run through one's mind the problem is to ignore them and to be blind full stop to the several different yous in the one of you. So do you think of it you are never truly lonely so don't feel so blue. There's several different yous keep you quite busy. They have different views some placid and some grizzly. for they sometimes seem to Clash which can cause a confusion thus causing an irregular illusion. Reality is no longer a sure thing. Then suddenly in your head you hear a loud ring. What are you doing? What are you thinking? You are you that's who stop for a moment you'll soon be sinking. Into a pit of wondrous dreams and nothing will appear as it seems. Reality check once every hour minute or second full stop for your mind is lost it cannot be beckoned. Who are you was the question at hand but I am not sure my head is in the Sky with my feet in the sand.
Who am I .... A little background
I know, corny title, but "About the author" would not make this so