My friend once asked me why did I named this “Candle World” and called myself “Candle light” why did I want to travelled back years and years and denied human civilization. We both laughed.
I was born a tiny ordinary candle, I have sisters brothers and friends all of them are so beautiful, only me left alone tiny and ordinary. The world surround me is so colourful Everyday I think of myself as tiny and ordinary. Tiny and ordinary, it is me. By the time I still be left alone in my father draw my brothers and sisters were going to live the life they were born for. They went to crowded party and standed in these crytal handle in these beautiful dinning table burnt themselves till dead, just for being there some beautiful decoration. Everything exsited in my immagination in my little head. Was that the life for me too? I asked but no one answer.
One day, I was thrown away with nothing. How could I survive? What would happen if……I was scare. One little girl picked me up. That was the first time I felt proud of myself at last there was someone that treasured me. I stayed in her pocket all the time. Her dress seemed like the only dress she had and I hardly breathed in there. However, till now I remembered how warm it was everytime she held me and and looked at me as I was a preciuos gift she had ever got. That was the best thing had happened to me. So I lived in the girl poket, thinking I was lucky because they were living on the street. I got a place to call HOME.
Winter was comming, the girl got sick her mum had to take care of her night and day. And I knew that the time had come for me. They lighted me up, I was no longer a tiny ordinary but the hope, the miracle to them. I found myself with joy and contentment though I was burning to die. I saw my reflection in the girl’s eyes, she smiled at me. And that moment I knew my journey was about to end. Now I am going to see my brothers and sisters, I will tell them how wonderfull to live a useful life and fullfill my mission. I’d bet they will start to complaint how bore it was for some of them, and some will regret the time they had spent on earth. I just smile. I’m not like anyone of them.
By Candlelight
