Today, she was sitting at her seat as usual.
Doing her own favourite things,
when suddenly she saw a little girl.
The little girl was crying when her friends were teasing her of how bad she plays the game.
At that moment.
Something struck her.
Somehow she felt as if she was looking at herself.
As if it was a mirror.
Reflecting herself in the past.
How vulnerable was she to criticisms.
How desperate was she for the limelight.
How struggling was she trying to be recognized.
How painful it is for her to reveal her strengths and then pushed down to the second place.
And how heartbreaking it is when she once imagined how beautiful are people, and now they became some sort of monsters waiting to just gobble her up.
Everyone thinks its fun to joke around and tease people at their weakest point.
But do they know how great the impact could affect the little girl?
How does all those let-downs and pushed-aside will create the little girl into?
All she could do at her seat is to hope,
Hope that the little girl will get up on her feet.
Show the world what she got.
Make those who once looked down on her to be under their knees.
Make those who pushed her aside to regret on their decisions.
And make those who left her once, to continue look upon her and yet could never touch her.
And never.
Never.
Show her weakest point to anyone ever again.
And she told herself.
No one can see her at her weakest moments.
And no one is allowed to make her feel that way anymore.
No one ever again.
Jenny~
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