Another Week, Gone.

Any other 7 days of life, another school week over. I’m still alive, while somebody else is dead, a person who didn’t late another week. I’m thankful for being alive, even if I only have a week to live. A week to learn from, a week of success in a goal, a week of fail in a goal, a week of happiness, a week of sadness, a week of fun, a week of boredom. Whatever you week was, you lived a whole week, you would leap for joy, ‘I’ve lived another 7 days, good or bad, I’m still alive, I’m still breathing, can still feel the wind blowing, the sun on my skin, I lived 7 days, doesn’t matter what happened, I’m still alive!’


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