'I don't know where I want to go; I don't want to be here. This place is not for me. Where is the place for me to stay? Something is missing here; it's not comfortable. So I'm leaving; I will go where I'll find a comfortable place for myself - an emotional voice echoed in his mind.
It was the passionate voice of a 21-year-old boy. Trying to stop the echo and looking up, he noticed that the windows were empty; there was no glass in the window. The walls are dirty; the color is pale. The curtains are torn and dirty. A tree next to the window has died and dried up. It was once green and fresh on the other side of the window sill.
He looked at his feet and felt ashamed. The floor is cracked, the feet are covered with mud. A drop of tears fell on the floor. He noticed that the ceiling fan was covered in dust. The chest on the right has lost a door. There was a broken photo frame on the chest. A photo frame of a young couple, he smiled at the sight.
He was standing like an idol in the living room, wore his best suit today. He was 65 years old. He is retired, with millions deposited in his bank account. He looked at the dirty sofa set where his parents would sit, count the money, and spend most of their time there.
A voice echoed again. 'I'll never come back here. There is negative energy in this place that hurts me, hurts me terribly, and I want to get out of here. Far away..........'
The voice gradually faded and disappeared. Reality hits hard. He was here again; this is a circle that keeps coming back again and again. It's not a hostile place; in fact, it's about the circle. Smiling from the broken frame has spread positive energy throughout the home. Where was the negativity here? It never was. It was a fantasy in his mind.
He wanted to leave again, this time for a different reason. His steps were calm, steady, and peaceful, walking towards the door. A soft voice called to him from outside the door.
Dad, will you let us go now? I wouldn't say I like this place at all. I can't stay here. Are you coming with us?'
'He walked out the door with a smile on his face and said to his son, 'I will stay here; this is my place. And the unspoken words were, 'I feel comfortable here.
