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My World


            
             When you"re lost in your thoughts, some people say that you have your own world because you become oblivious to the rest of the world. They say you"re drifting in and out of reality. But wait? Is my world really different from the rest of the world? Am I not living the reality of life? What am I living in then?.
             When I was young, I was a certified homebody. I felt good staying inside the house even for a week with only the television as my constant companion. That time, I thought I already have a world of my own. I enjoyed watching television, I had my family with me, I ate regularly, in short, I had a life. Or did I?.
             I guess that concept was mainly due to my immature understanding of life. I didn't realize that better things await me outside the house. I didn't even hear regular mass every Sunday because I was very lazy. Though I know that I had my world, I also felt empty. The emptiness in me was due to my lack of outside acquaintances and my lack of interest in the things He created. I reached the stage of my life when I had trouble having friends because I didn't know how to reach out. If I were asked who my best friend was, I would usually give them my Mom's name as a last resort. I did have friends but I felt that my friendship with them was for convenience rather than for the true essence of friendship itself. I was having trouble understanding the outside world because I myself didn't know what my world was all about.
             When I reached the stage of transition from a kid to a teenager, new doors were opened for me. I learned how to reach out to other people and to gain genuine friendships that can be tested through time. My relationship with God gradually became visible in my everyday life. I learned to share a part of myself to other people because I believe that Jesus is found in every person I encounter everyday. Slowly, I was beginning to build my world. A world different from the one I had when I was small.


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