The Boy Who Stutters

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Do you believe in God?             Do you believe in God? Apparently, not everyone does. This is an intriguing question that I couldn’t answer myself even I wanted to. Do I believe? Do you believe? I have gotten to the point where I almost lost my faith. I have gotten to the point when I did my best to make myself believe. Maybe my faith isn’t as strong as how it supposed to be, like the others, and how I wished it to be. I am no wise to oppose anything or anyone. I am not against and I’m not into contradiction. Agnostic, I consider myself. I suppose I answered the first question myself and it seems that it is meant for me. Have you ever fallen in love?             Have you ever fallen in love? This seems an obvious question that we all want to answer. I would want to ask this to someone who has been so focused in prioritizing things he needed to, who has been so oc...

     "You know yourself better," as they say. People usually believe that one knows himself better than anyone else. I guess it may and may not be true since one has undergone the struggle of trying understanding oneself. I have been there, we all have been there: a situation where you could not figure out who you are and ending up asking, who am I?      I am not a self-proclaimed person who entitles himself with anything that sounds good and just to make himself feel better. Like the others, I am flawed, perfect with imperfections. I have asked what other people's impression of me and there's something that stood up the most: serious and snob. However, that doesn't speak completely about me as it serves only their impression about me. But then I figured that I will be able to know myself better with the help of the people around me, so I asked them the same question I asked myself, who am I?      "You're responsible, or...

Have you ever wondered what might happen if you gave up on something? Do you ever realize what would happen if you give up? Have you experienced the feeling of losing hope? What would you do if you encounter such a situation? How hard is it for you to keep your Hope? Have you ever questioned yourself how long can you hold on? Why is it so important that we must keep at least a mere amount of it? Hope is the only thing that we can hold on to when everything has fallen. It is the only thing that most people keep with. Everything will be accomplished if we have trust and hope to ourselves. Hope makes people stronger. It makes us more eager to accomplish something we wanted. It can keep our life flowing. It is a fact that Hope is the reason why the impossible can be possible. I am really inspired by this quote  “A human being lives with hope. In fact, hope is his only property." I can say that it’s really accurate, isn’t it? Having Hope is one of the most valuable asset...

You woke up in a different bed. The place doesn't seem familiar. Of course, you didn't look around because there's no time for that once your lips touch. And now you're looking around, noticing the undone dishes, the stack on the table, and the dust on your headboard. You didn't care about those things when your bodies were all heat up - on the spur of the moment - last night. After all, that's all what you came for - satisfaction, pleasure, and flesh. You moved and saw the body of the person you were so eager to touch. You turned to yourself and saw that red blemish under your chest. You tried but failed. At your frustration, it didn't go away. You reached your top and as you fitted that wrinkled cloth, you searched for your underwear. You uncovered the blanket, only to cover more the nude person on the other side. There you saw what you were looking for. You finally stood up, dressed until someone woke up and bothered you. "What time is it?...

I don’t know where to start. I had a dream, a nightmare. It’s a nightmare and it creeps the hell outta me. Yea, I’m scared. I know that I don’t really have to share this but something just urges me to write it. I also want to prevent experiencing de ja vu or to be prepared in the future so let me write my dream. First night in my dream Our bed was still a double-deck. My brother is sleeping under while I’m on the top. (I can’t really determine the exact image of my dream. I can’t; maybe because it wasn’t a lucid dreaming. I couldn’t repeat that image when I was in sleep. If you’re confused, I may repeat a certain dream when I’m in that state. Maybe you’re not familiar with it but to those who can relate, you can understand me.) Back to my brother, he stated that there was a little girl in his bed when he got in. I can’t remember where I was when he said that. I can’t also remember the exact position of the both of us. (That’s all I can recall for the first night). Second Night (Right n...

Fear is a choice. Danger is real. Do you fear anything?   Is it too scary or creepy? Do your fears control you or can you control your fears? Can you manage your fears? Can you do whatever it takes just to overcome it? Do you let others know about your fears? Have you ever sought help to get rid of it? Have you ever thought if that fear really terrified you?  All of us have something to fear. Most of us have something to hide from. Each one of us has something to keep with ourselves.              Phobia. What is Phobia? It is a persistent fear of something that the victim is experiencing. Sometimes it may turn as an extreme fear of an object, specific creatures or situations in the surroundings. We cannot determine one’s fear unless there’s something that triggered it; for example, when someone has a fear with certain insect and the sufferer unintentionally touched it or even just saw it, he/she migh...

“Life is a dream for the wise, a game for the fool, only a comedy for the rich and a tragedy for the poor.” Life is a choice, a choice to be good and a choice to be bad. Life is a gift, a gift given to you every day. Life is a blessing, a blessing when you wake up every morning. Life is everything, everything you want and everything you wish. Life is a decision, a decision to continue or end it. Life is a path, a path to go forward or to move backward. Life is a reality and a fantasy, a reality when you open your eyes and just a fantasy only in your mind. Life is the gap between birth and death. It is the presence of existence and not the absence of it. Life is being alive. It is how you value the time given to you by the Creator. It is how you live and survive everyday challenges. Life is how you accept the tests and trials set by this world. It is a gift and a blessing that check us if we’re worthy of it. Life is created to make changes, to make new things, and to discover myst...