My Endorphine 1: The Path of Love
Life Story
SAVA’S POV
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I look at myself in front of the mirror. Not so pretty, not so ugly. This is really my standard. The nose is less sharp, the eyes are slightly narrow, the body is thin, and not at all sexy.
The only thing I am proud of is my level of intelligence. Uh, I'm not trying to brag. I'm just telling you a fact.
In a moment, I seemed to have to be thankful that I was born with pure white skin.
It is true that humans complain a lot. Less of this, less of it. Wanted like this, wanted like that. There are many wishes.
It's been like this, changed to be like that. If written human desire may not be enough with a thousand pieces of paper.
This is the real world, come on, not a world with a robot cat like Doraemon that is able to grant all his wishes.
No, not that kind of world!
We live in a world with the hard work we need. It takes a great sacrifice to get the desire. The absolute price for the dream of worthy sacrifice.
Living in this world, not only humans play a role, but there is also a God who controls everything. One thing to remember, man is trying, so God will decide the outcome.
If people try hard, I believe that God will give the best results for people.
Life is like gambling. How much to bet on happiness?
If I were to get such a question, then I would risk everything for my happiness, not just for myself, but for the people I love so much.
I will sacrifice!
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The uniform? Okay fine!
A tie? Okay fine!
Bags, sketchbook! Okay fine!
An appearance? Okay-do!
Hm, it seems like it has.. High School is busy in the morning.
I drip on my school bag, I turn to the picture frame on my desk.
A picture of me with two of my best friends. Lien and Luhan. Lien smiled as she flaunted her tongue, and Luhan was grimacing by embracing me and Lien.
I love you, you guys…
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END OF SAVA’S POV
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Talking about a story will begin with the little stories that accompany it. An unexpected or deliberately continuous story will become the whole unity of a story.
A story that will someday become a memory. Beautiful or bitter memories depend on each self that defines it.
Right now, all that can be done is walk in the life line to carve out a meaningful story.
Each story that is engraved is different for every human being. Just like life is sometimes at the top, we are at the bottom.
In fact, sometimes there are so long above, some are so long linked to the distress below.
Life is like a wheel that turns like many people say.
Wouldn't life's story be much more fun, much more colorful, much more challenging if humans could feel what's called the life's rollercooster that twists, swoops, sharpens, straight up, falling glides down, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, or up-and-down and makes nausea.
Wouldn't that be fun?
Come on, it will be very boring if life is always fun with all the wealth you have, or without any problems. Life like that is totally devoid of passion.
Roller coster of life will produce a colorful life story. There are many different stories for every human being. Some begin with sadness and happiness at the end, others the opposite. Happy in the beginning, sad to come after.
Only one to trust.
Happiness must be there!
Happiness will come if people try hard to get it.
Remember, God will not always allow people who have tried hard will not get happiness. Will definitely get it.
Sure is!
Believe that!
