“I’m running away.” The troubled-teen held onto her best friend’s hand for the last time.
“Why?” He tilted his head.
“Why? Because I’ve to find myself. Whatever we are now, is what the world has made us. The things we know are what people have told us. We live in a world of influence, I feel dependent on these souls to decide things for me. I can’t bear it. I can’t not be me, anymore. I’m going to be me and I will be made by me. Please don’t stop me. I’ll miss you.” With that said, she was gone with the wind.
©The Honest Fabler
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This was so motivating!✨ :’)
If I were the bestfriend I would probably say, “I would like to find myself too. This ain’t running away, this is simply chasing one self. I’m with you! “
Ah, she’d wish a bestfriend like you, then! Thanks for the feedback ^-^
Awesome post .Have a great day
I hope he stops at some point and finds himself!
Wish the same❤️
I’m already in love with your writing
PS I’m an Indian too 🙂
Hello Yukta! See ya around ^-^