Once upon a time in a not so special day..nothing important takes place in that day..history won't be in the making and nothing will seize to exist. A young girl was wandering around she was observing everything around her with no interest at all. Nothing impressed her,nothing seemed exciting or new to her although she was in never never land where you can never grow old..never have to endure pain..never had to fight for what you believed in and never had to push yourself to survive.Never never land is the light at the end of the tunnel to many of us but it was for her just an uninteresting status quo that she had to go through as a transitional stage. So as she walked through the vast lands she saw all these weird creatures around her. Creatures that spit fire on you if they didn't like you..others that gave you the perfect poisoned apple and others that accepted the poisoned apple with an open heart thinking maybe i deserve that after all. She saw people who wore their hearts on their sleeves and those who had a hole where there heart used to be.Those who had at all and didn't know it..those who wanted the have it all to have nothing.Those who rise and fall everyday..those who just fell and never came back to life..and those who simply rise and rise again without every touching the ground.Indeed it was the light at the end of the tunnel it was life in the making. So the little girl ran across all these wonders if you may and didn't really seem to grasp what was so important about it all. She then came across this small stage within the theatre we call life.On that stage stood the one person who caught her utmost attention since arriving here. The little girl felt this force pulling her closer and closer to the stage and found herself in the front row. The man was now talking to the crowd but it felt like he was talking only to her. He spoke to the crowd with a voice that penetrates all walls built by them. Resistance was not really an option to them. Now came his final act he told the crowd that he could turn them into anything they wanted in never never land.So the first volunteer came up and wanted to be a very rich man but he also wanted his health and youth..the man controlling the stage whispered into the ear of the volunteer something and the volunteer left the stage feeling exhilarated. Then came the second volunteer then the third.One after one they all came to him wishing for material things..happiness in a bottle..youth..to turn into a bird because of course that is the ultimate freedom to overcome obstacles that one could never imagine.Then the captivating magician came to the little girl and asked her what did she want was it fame?Glory?Eternity?..The little girl had once again lost interest in the face of the so-called miracles that happened in never never land..she didn't really feel as impressed as she had been..then she asked him this. The little girl looked at him with eyes filled with doubt and certainty he couldn't deliver what she wanted,she spoke in steady words "I want to be the sky." The man knew he heard her right and asked her "I can give you anything you want..why the sky??"..the girl answered with a smile on her face and a heartbeat so steady "I want to be the sky of never never land.Because then i can know for sure that all the creatures of never never land can never touch me. All their hate,love,fear,demands,expectations,betrayal,sympathy will never get to me..well at least not for long. " The man thought the girl to be the craziest he had ever seen and asked her "how so?"..the girl replied "The sky is always there..sometimes the blue color overwhelms the sky with it's presence and it becomes the most beautiful thing eyes can be laid on.. it's that soft hand caressing it..other times grey color grasps it's fist around it and suffocates it..the sun makes an appearance..so does the roar of thunder and the shock of lighting..stars glitter and twinkle and the moon steals the stage when it's peaking at it's fullest".The man again felt puzzled leaned to the girl asking her the last question "But what is then so special about the sky? It doesn't seem to stand out between all these other elements".The girl smiled as if she were a 90 year old and gave her final answer "The beauty of being the sky is that a million things will go right past you but nothing really sticks to you.As the sky you are the most free thing God has created..all will go past you and nothing will ever stick to you.Pain..guilt..friendship..broken hearts..love.. everything that can make us and break us just passes by. And then everything becomes beneath you.You become the ultimate survivor". The girl left the small stage in never never land knowing that this too shall pass and she continued her life with her head in the sky and her feet down to earth.
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