Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Flash Fiction #4

Passenger

Born into the world.
Started the ‘firsts’ journey.
For the first time; Eyes opened, Cried, Smiled, Ate, Loved, Pampered, Named, Played, Crawled, Walked, Ran, Saw, Felt, Enjoyed, Hated,
Started school; Read, Wrote
Experienced; Friendship, Love, Passion, Craze, Touch, Kiss, Sex, Fight, Brake up, Patch up.
New Journey; Graduated, Worked, Quit, Travelled, Saw the world, came back, worked, Married, Had children, Grew old, Retired. Died.
Wondering, how much knowledge is enough to say I know this mystic world and its secrets. Because I was just a passenger in the vehicle called life. 

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