I stood at the edge, questioning my intelligence and commitment, wondering what it was I should have done differently. I came up with nothing. I put everything I had, including my life's savings into creating a body mixer. It was supposed to morph me into a smarter, more attractive, friendly, stronger version of myself, but it did not do that, it did quite the opposite actually. The body mixer just wasted my time, making me older, grumpier and alone. I spent everyday for the last six years in this studio and have not talked to any family or friends since. I have cut off every memory I had from the outside world hoping to re-invent myself. What a disappointment, they told me it would never work. What am I supposed to do now? Give up, try again,
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I have thought about this moment for so long, wondering how I would feel and confusion and disappointment have never been emotions I thought I would feel. This was not my intention, I did not want to create a new person. I wanted to create a better me, but maybe that was why it did not work, because I was not able to be fixed. Maybe I was just too broken and this was a sign trying to tell me that. I had guessed some things just could not have been fixed. I went over to her and looked at her different features trying to find something that would help me decide what to do …show more content…
I wanted to help her and give her the chance I never had. I opened the door to let her out into the world that rejected me and she looked into my eyes and entwine our fingers.
“Not without you.” She whispered, barely audible.
“Why? Don’t you hate me? You never even got a chance to choose who you’d become. You were forced to become a pathetic, loser like me!”
“But you’re not, we’re not. We have the chance to get a fresh start, don’t you want that? You’re smart, creative and everybody said would this never be done, don’t you want to prove them all wrong? I know I do.”
“I guess, but what if it doesn’t work?”
“What if it does? You won’t know until you try.”
“Your sure about this?”
“I am.”
She walked out the door, pulling her with me. She was giving me the chance that I gave her. We went out in the world as new people.
“Let’s do this!” We both screamed at the same time.
We started to run, with no idea where we were going. I loved not having a plan or destination. I felt free from the emotional chains that had been threatening to tear me down. I felt happy, an emotion I never thought I’d feel again. The world has changed so much since I locked myself in that studio but I was ready to explore it again.
“Thank you.” I said to
I have thought about this moment for so long, wondering how I would feel and confusion and disappointment have never been emotions I thought I would feel. This was not my intention, I did not want to create a new person. I wanted to create a better me, but maybe that was why it did not work, because I was not able to be fixed. Maybe I was just too broken and this was a sign trying to tell me that. I had guessed some things just could not have been fixed. I went over to her and looked at her different features trying to find something that would help me decide what to do …show more content…
I wanted to help her and give her the chance I never had. I opened the door to let her out into the world that rejected me and she looked into my eyes and entwine our fingers.
“Not without you.” She whispered, barely audible.
“Why? Don’t you hate me? You never even got a chance to choose who you’d become. You were forced to become a pathetic, loser like me!”
“But you’re not, we’re not. We have the chance to get a fresh start, don’t you want that? You’re smart, creative and everybody said would this never be done, don’t you want to prove them all wrong? I know I do.”
“I guess, but what if it doesn’t work?”
“What if it does? You won’t know until you try.”
“Your sure about this?”
“I am.”
She walked out the door, pulling her with me. She was giving me the chance that I gave her. We went out in the world as new people.
“Let’s do this!” We both screamed at the same time.
We started to run, with no idea where we were going. I loved not having a plan or destination. I felt free from the emotional chains that had been threatening to tear me down. I felt happy, an emotion I never thought I’d feel again. The world has changed so much since I locked myself in that studio but I was ready to explore it again.
“Thank you.” I said to