I’m proud of myself

One day, looking at myself in the mirror I thought of my past self It was so dark and deep like me, helplessly drowning more, the tired body of mine so sore I just wanted to escape in one leap- looking at my past farm, I felt filthy I shut my eyes, trying to give up finding filial hopes to keep up.

Something consuming me inside, I was just guilty and fed up with the rose-coloured glasses, regretting like one slow poison.

My stress and stupidity were in a collision, but then something changed, something passed and I walked backward. Fixing the walls of my poor and weak resolve, great restrain filling the point of the cave. As I resisted falling downwards and climbing the stairs, everything was altered,

I felt content & joy about that, though each seldom cares I can smile once again and repeat. 

“I’m proud of myself, for everyone and everything, far this world is so sweet”

By: Ananya

Class VIII

Apeejay School, Charkhi Dadri