SomedayA Story by ForTheWorldCause luckily someday is the day awaited by a lady like me who was a victim of cruelty and discrimination.Someday, they will treat me as a human. Someday they will treat me as a lady. Someday, they will listen to me. Someday, I will be powerful enough to stump them using my own feet. Someday, they will bow before me. Someday, they will kiss my feet. Someday, they will feel what I felt today. Someday, I will judge them too like the way they judged me. Someday, I will hurt their feelings too like the way they hurt mine. Someday, they will hear my suggestion, they will listen on my comments and plans. Someday, they will be my slaves. Someday, they will experience what I experienced. Someday, I will be on the top. Someday, I will ruin their life. Someday, they will all cry because of me, the way i cry because of them. Someday, I will let them eat their own pride, like the way I ate my own pride while their telling me something stupid. Someday, I will fill their life with lies, like the way they ruined my life with all those bitchy lies. Someday, I will bury them alive like the way they buried my whole life when they killed my love. Someday, they will treat me as a princess. Someday, I will reach all of my dreams that was stopped by their cruelty. Someday, everything will went upside down, I will be on the top they will be on the bottom. I will be the most powerful while they are the weakest. I will be the boss they will be my slaves. I will conquer all the risk just to find the way out. Just to find the path leading to the world of success.
Someday, it is a hope handled by so many people all around the world. The hope handled by poor, slave and abandoned. It is the hope handle by me. Cause luckily someday is the day awaited by a lady like me who was a victim of cruelty and discrimination. © 2011 ForTheWorldAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on January 8, 2011 Last Updated on January 8, 2011 AuthorForTheWorldpangasinan, 1, PhilippinesAboutwrite, yeah, it is not the only thing my life is composed of, but when reality stroke really bad, it is the last I want to live without, well of course, families and air plus food and water are great .. more..Writing
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