Student: Ayat Ahmed Jabber
Collage: Engineering Technical College
Talent: Writing Talents
Silvia Asmodeus Ayat Ahmed, when did I become like this? It all started when I entered my room and closed the door. I lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling for hours. The question kept repeating inside me. When did my feelings start to fade? I always asked about the birth of someone like me. When did I become like this? I started crying with burning tears. I wonder if it started when comparisons became easy for everyone, even with my family. Or when I failed to form alms, I do not find anyone who understands me adequately and does not understand me fully. There is always a loophole that tells me I will stay like this. Do I really deserve all this? Now I don't know why I'm waiting and there's nothing to do... The night ends and the morning comes and the day looks bad too from all directions. The different thing is the date. I wonder if everyone is like this or is it just me?
