A Slice of Heart

Read what has been posted before this first, please


How does it feel to be me?

It’s not going to be an easy task to explain it. Well I will try my best to do it. Let me draw a picture for you. Let’s pretend that you have someone who hates you, or let’s make it worse. You have several people who hate you, (or wait) make it worst. Everybody hates you.

Close your eyes and imagine that.

Done?

You should thank God for that. Compare to this. Nobody hate you. Because nobody even know your name. Why would they bother to hate someone they don’t even know?

Which one is better?
You decide.