Death

Well, it's been quite a long time since I last wrote an article. Something is really, really missing from my life. I thought I could find it myself, but time proves that wrong. I couldn't find it, even though it only consists of nine letters. H-A-P-P-I-N-E-S-S, simple, yet meaningful, but I don't think I can reach it.

It's far for most of the time. I can just glimpse at it for a second or two, and it will disappear from my view. Whenever I think about my past, I found that my smiles and laughters weren't sincere. Sounds pity, huh? But that's true.

When I wanted to take the newspaper from the table, a commercial brochure dropped down. It's a promotion on notebooks. Well, they are not the notebooks used for writing, they are mobile computers. Wow, everyone around me has what they wished for, such as high-technology mobile phones, notebooks, big houses and etc. But what about me? I can't even play a game I wanted to.

How long do you think a human can live? 80 years old? 70 years old? Well, that's the range for an average person. How about me? 60 years? Nah, 60 years are way too long, 30 years are quite long, 10 years are a little long, 5 years are decent, 1 year is okay, 1 month is very good, 1 day is excellent, 1 hour is short, 1 minute is too short and 1 second is impossible.

So, for a person who has lost his hope like me, 1 second may look like the shortest time to end his life, but the fact is, it is too short to do anything he wants. So I guess I will pray for a last day. Nothing excites a person who is unhappy more than death.