[center][=#EDC393][=10]Some say every aspect of our lives is chosen for us. That every thing has a purpose behind it and things happen for a reason. Our bodies are simply the vessels our souls use to travel the set path as we sit back for the ride, accepting our fate as it unfolds before us.
This was the world I was born into. I had no choice, no freedom, no opinions, or thoughts of my own. I slept when I was told to sleep. I woke when I was told to take. I ate what I was told to eat. I did whatever I was told to do. There were no exceptions. There were no excuses. I was told from the moment of my birth that this is the way things are and how things are meant to be. For sometime, I believed them...Until my beloved nanny, Hella - wherever you may be - told me of the magical power of choice.
She told that my life was not a set plan for if it were, then why would I have been born with curiosity? With my own desires and longings? With my own, separate thoughts? She told me that while life is a journey we take, there is no set theme or reasoning behind it. We make our choices and we accept the consequences that follow. Sometimes they can be hard, but those hardships are the stepping stones that make us stronger and wiser. This is why I chose to run- to run from the world of chains and shackles and enter a world of endless possibilities.
When I came to this world, things seemed so different. I was able to do whatever I wished and with whomever I wished. There were no set boundaries. No one to tell me I could not run as fast as I wanted, that I could not play with the fawns I wanted, and that I could not enjoy the simplest pleasures that life offered us. Upon those pleasures, comes something a bit a more...A feeling of importance in the eyes of another.
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