What makes us human?A Story by MichelleClay
I was once told that ‘positive things happen to positive people’ and that ‘what comes around goes around’. Yet the more time I spend living the more I see that there is no rhyme and reason. Death does not discriminate. It doesn’t seem to matter how good you are, how much you have loved, how rich or poor, how old or young.
Children are innocent; they have not even had a chance to do anything to be considered bad so why would god choose to take them. Why would god punish those who are left behind with the unbearable pain of loss? I used to see the beauty in the world. I used to want to help others see it too but now I am lost. I’m numb. The world I once thought was beautiful is cold and grey. I look at my daughters smiling face and I’m sad that she too will have to feel this sadness at some point.
Is it better to love and loose than to have never loved at all? Maybe if we didn’t care and didn’t love than we wouldn’t feel pain like I do now. What makes us human? Would we still be human if we didn’t feel at all? I am still human? I feel nothing.
© 2012 MichelleClay
Added on February 9, 2012
Last Updated on February 9, 2012
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