A LONELY TEENAGER….
Imagine walking alone down an endless pathway, with only pain and emotional suffering as you continue the search for happiness and comfort that you hope to find with friends. When I came to England, leaving behind my friends and family, I became very lonely because I never knew anyone, and was ignored by my peers. I would just stay buried into computer games and slowly but surely, I was becoming a depressed “potato couch”. Loneliness depressed me because it made me jealous of people who weren’t lonely, made me sad, and therefore, made me lose my confidence. i was jealous of people who weren’t lonely because I thought that I didn’t deserve this kind of cruel situation. I pictured myself as a very kind, caring and loving person and it came to me as a shock when people didn’t recognize that right away.
As I walked down the street desperately hunting for friends, I saw four friends going to the movies. Seeing this, I remembered the good old days when my friends and I used to go an hour early for the movies and just play pool or laze around. I shed a tear, but quickly wiped it away so that people wouldn’t think that I was “weak”. Jealousy roared within me like hot lava waiting to erupt. I envied everyone around me, including my brother who has been here for just a couple of months more than me, While wandering in the city park alone, I had an outburst of anger, and started screaming at God, asking him what I had done to deserve this harsh treatment. It wasn’t my fault that I was shy and reserved, but I kept my faith in him, although I felt that it was hopeless. Jealousy took over my world and my soul, leading to sadness.
Loneliness made me sad because I felt like I was all alone in this world, with no one caring about me. I felt like I was an ant lying in the middle of the vast desert, with nothing but land surrounding me. Sometimes I just felt like ending this miserable life, but I was reassured when I remembered the fact that I have migrated...