franznar12
11-29-2013, 11:42 PM
“Seen through a Window”
Franz Charles Narciso
My little story begins when a stranger speaks about “looking outside the window”. Those words make my world gaze and my past shines as I strive to recall every parts of my memories in my tender age, which is a child looking outside the window thinking what is the world look like beyond this rim made out of transparent glass. As I grown up, scaffolding made up of gold supports me to go beyond those edges, to explore more, to discover more. As my expedition turns into a darker road, it makes innocence shattered into pieces, and my light pulverize into a dark powder which I used now to speak. There is time for everything and the time for man to bloom is hither, as I bloom, the unwanted came in, they advance until it becomes a big company, they spread plagues that caused a short period of darkness. I fight this terrible nightmare and I only achieved is a ceasefire. In that time I don’t know how long the ceasefire will span, but it teaches me a valuable lesson, it is to be a dominant person.
As my little story continues, I remember that I suffered into several of problems due to my truancies. Little by little I managed to climb up to the tree of wisdom. This experience gave me another valuable lesson: it is “don’t you dare to give up”. My expedition continues, I seen darkness all over the places I traveled, this caused to me to bloom hatred in this world. I despised everything; I despised even myself for not being able to be valiant. I never change until a person came in; it becomes my light to innovate me not to be a horrific but to be gentle. As a light in a candle disappears, his essence departs in the wind but his words kept together with me as I continue to travel in my life within.
Now my little story reached its ending, I can only say that the new things we seen through a window marks as the start of new exploration.
Franz Charles Narciso
My little story begins when a stranger speaks about “looking outside the window”. Those words make my world gaze and my past shines as I strive to recall every parts of my memories in my tender age, which is a child looking outside the window thinking what is the world look like beyond this rim made out of transparent glass. As I grown up, scaffolding made up of gold supports me to go beyond those edges, to explore more, to discover more. As my expedition turns into a darker road, it makes innocence shattered into pieces, and my light pulverize into a dark powder which I used now to speak. There is time for everything and the time for man to bloom is hither, as I bloom, the unwanted came in, they advance until it becomes a big company, they spread plagues that caused a short period of darkness. I fight this terrible nightmare and I only achieved is a ceasefire. In that time I don’t know how long the ceasefire will span, but it teaches me a valuable lesson, it is to be a dominant person.
As my little story continues, I remember that I suffered into several of problems due to my truancies. Little by little I managed to climb up to the tree of wisdom. This experience gave me another valuable lesson: it is “don’t you dare to give up”. My expedition continues, I seen darkness all over the places I traveled, this caused to me to bloom hatred in this world. I despised everything; I despised even myself for not being able to be valiant. I never change until a person came in; it becomes my light to innovate me not to be a horrific but to be gentle. As a light in a candle disappears, his essence departs in the wind but his words kept together with me as I continue to travel in my life within.
Now my little story reached its ending, I can only say that the new things we seen through a window marks as the start of new exploration.