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Life's threatening goal are those that are what you see, not what they actually are.

Mirrors are our imitations and are the only things that can reveal our tangible existence. Furthermore, they let our depraved wing appear and disappear despite of our semblance in front of them.

When we meet people, we always give them a piece of fragment from ourselves. It could be our name, our memory, a smile maybe or it could even be a contrition.

I am a typical guy adjusting to my upcoming senior state in high school. For now, I shall be enjoying my last summer with my family. I have been thinking for the past few days. I know my family appreciate me as a who knows his responsibilities and actions. Actually, every person I know would always tell me that I am the most dependable person he knows. Though, none of them are really my friends, I can be very clear that I don't even know them, I just know their smiling faces. Those faces that never bothered to be reluctant. They say I am the most fitted to be next year's candidate for the Student Body. Could an individual see me for another reason?

I hated how people reflect me for these good things I have done. One thing that I can never forget was when my instructor in cultural literature got angry and took my seat mate's doodle. It was not anything bad, only had sketches of our classmates' heads on a piece of bond paper because cultural literature can sometimes be boring. So, my instructor demanded my seat mate to stand in front, then she showed the class what the paper had on it. The class were interrupted to see that our instructor had the paper turn over. After that, she borrowed a marker from a near-by student then asked us what we saw written on that piece of paper. All of us replied, "Nothing!!! I was so glad to here that she wasn't annoyed. She was even pleased with our answer. The next thing I saw was she drew a really big dot on the blank side of the paper and asked us again, "What do you see?" We said, "A really big pink dot!!!" She laughed and pointed that we were correct and handed the paper back to my seat mate.

After having my friend sat down, she said, "You know, people only look at the bad side that a person has and everything just sops there. Heres a situation, a girl walks down the classroom aisle while her schoolmates cheered for her since the girl is known for her kind and radiant smile, good looks, and charismatic attitude. She was always on top of the class and never fails to help anyone in need.

She was very busy, when one day a student approached her. He asked her if she could help him out on a project and she agreed. Days have passed and she had forgotten about the project. The student flunked and blamed everything on that girl. People started to talk about the recent event and so and on the school began to make phony rumors just to give others the thought that they knew something others don't. The teachers would sometimes call her to the office just to let her know that she was up to something bad.Of course none of these were real but she rode on with it, still trying to be the best student she ever could...

Now, going back to the topic, when something is written on a blank of paper, a person is likely to look on whats on the paper and not the paper itself. That is how humans are and they always will be. An arrogant and ignorant life form."

It may be upsetting and fascinating all at the same time, but she's only half-right right. People do look at the negatives, but why is that only happening to the people around me. They say it's because I have something special in me that let people think I'm different and eerie.

I don't want to be different. I want to be normal. I want people to think what I want them to think I am, not a mystical hero from a comic book whose perfect at everything.