I had promised my self to write and don't afraid of anything! But I didn't. It's really scary to even have a thought about it. I really don't know why. May be it's because of the desire of Perfectionism. May be it's because I really don't want to be look like a silly person with a High shallow confidence. It's feel as like as walking blind in a late night in a foreign country.
I start. I walk. I want. I decide.
What will happen if I write a full of mistake text? Is that can kill me or... I don't know, destroy my life in a strange way? Terrible way?
I just need to write.
let's tell a story. A little one!
One day There were a little girl with big eyes that shows her curious soul. She loved to play around, to run, dance and do puzzles. She also used to read whatever she can find. One day she found a mysterious miracle; she really loves to make stories.
Years passed and she tried to make up some stories. She tried this just for her siblings. They loved her stories and every single night, they asked her to tell a new brand story, or repeat one of the old ones.
She grew up with this fire in her chest, she was afraid to show that to the world. It wasn't any special thing, just some childish fable! But she knew if she try more she can be a writer, a really one.
Finally she could to pull her self together and let the world see her stories. She tried her self, but the answer was really harsh! That teacher said she could never compete with others. There were many people that can write very much better than she.
Did this disappointed her? Never! She wrote more and more. But she never could forget that sound, that she can't be the best one in her writing. Almost everyone in her life told her that she can't be the best. They never told this stink words directly, they did it with their eyes, their voice and their expectations!
Now she is very things, she did a lot of things, but still she afraid of expressing herself. She don't want to look like silly, so she quit everything she really loved in her life.
But that wasn't the end of her story. She one day decided to find herself, that little girl with shiny eyes, so she tried to dance, to do sports, draw, play with words, read a lot and watch fun movies. She still afraid of the world and it's harsh people, but she can't live without her dreams, without that miracle. Thus she push herself and support herself to put one step more into the world to can show her witchcrafts to them!
