At last, I experienced that someone cared for me, a person that I just met in just a few months, who made a way to visit me; even brought something for me. It was my happiest day, but it was also the most awkward moment in my life. Well honestly, it was my first time to have visitors and I’m nervous inside that I don’t even know what to do or offer something to them, well we have visitors at home but mostly I’m the one who always makes, myself invisible, that’s the reason why I don’t have many pictures, and you can’t even find me easily if you try to browse our photo album at home. It’s not normal as a person but maybe the fact that I always think that I don’t belong to any group of people, and being alone was safe, for me; I don’t know what happened to me but I just found myself living like that, just some years before, always trying to practice the total isolation techniques.
We have some talks and I’m like a frozen meat around the corner just recording a beautiful scenery in my mind, showing that they came from a good family, and that their parents raised them well; that as for me, I’m I’m dreaming that kind of happiness, and if I do maybe I can die with a feeling of being a complete person.
I hope that they didn’t get bored because I can say that I didn’t speak that much. It feels like it has been just a snap of a minute when they decide to leave, that I can’t even take my sight out of them as they vanished into the horizon. Feels something new to me but I like it, the only sad part was I didn’t entertain them well, in short, I sucked