living

yesterday, my bahasa teacher gave us a task to write anything about friends' interesting story. I came up to my friend, Dani. Then she shared about most interesting stories in her life. All of them were about accident that almost took her life. that it is; every single thing that crushes her skin, her meat, her bones, it's hurtful and it'd be the lesson of her life. while I wrote her story on my paper, she asked me, "so what's your stories, Di?"

I gave her a big grin, "what do you think?"

"Nah, your life is blissful. I don't think you have misery to share".

If you think that what she said is true, you're totally wrong. what makes her think like that? just because i never get an accident and broke my body. deep within, I have many stories about misery. I may never show it, I've tried to cover it up and live my life normally. my misery is all about problems that can help me to examine my life. that always have the moral of each part I pass. So, don't ever say anything like that. Don't ever tell yourself about how good someone's life seems. you have no idea what she/he's been through.