Alone in this beautiful world, aren't we all alone? No. We are not. None. Depression hangs over us like a hidden shadow. No one can stop it. No matter how hard we try. No one is alone in this world except me. Only I am alone. If I had a wish, It would never be alone again. People have passed me by.
In the blurred scene, I am the shadow of the afternoon in this world. They don't know I cry every night before I go to bed. They don't know I don't have a family. They don't know I have nightmares where I can never get up. No one knows these, no one. My only wish, if I were not alone. If I had friends if I had a family. No one sees me.
I don't have a name, yes. I have nothing. So I put my name, "Nothing." I have no surname. I do not know in which dynasty I was born. I am a boy from this unknown city. Ordinary boy, who has no name, nothing in this city.
Literally nothing, nothing in the universe. I sometimes think that there is no one there if I could go to space; being on this earth and being in space is the same for me. No one knows me. That way, I would at least be silent.
We know about space in science class; I want to get lost by a black hole. Because you can't see them, as no one sees me. I want to go there and be alone in silence. If I didn't submit the assignment, my teacher doesn't care, but I do. I have nothing better to do. And yet I dream of going into space. Beautiful star, I want to be a star. Everyone looked at me, knew about me. I was no longer alone. There will be a lot of people to talk to me. Today, we have learned in class that there is no life on the planets as far as we know.
I want to live on Pluto. This is the most distant planet, I mean, the dwarf planet. It will be silent; all the planets will be as calm as a rat. I want to live on Pluto. It will be so quiet and cool; I love cold, snow falling, winter is my favorite. But no one cared for my choice. I sometimes feel this way, and I hope I clarify that not everyone's life is beautiful. I don't think beauty is a real thing. It's something that makes people feel good about themselves; I hate the word beautiful. Sorry! I shouldn't have said the word HATE.
Hate is a powerful word. This is a really powerful word. Very powerful.
