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It all starts with the first step, the first page of the new book, the first month of the year, the first day when that person comes to life, the first moment when we start speaking the first word.

I don’t know if I like the beginnings, or not, but I feel sometimes they are more beautiful than the ends. But at the same time there is that feeling, when we open up the new book, and start our new school with different people in a completely different place, it’s not one of the lovable feelings, I admit.

I remember when I left once I was a kid. When I was saying goodbye to my friend, I was so happy because I had that feeling that I will be going to a whole better place, filled with that type of the best people in the world, but in fact none from what I expected happened.

Sometimes, when we look at ourselves before, we say how foolish we were, that we believed this or trusted that. How ridiculous we were when we thought that better things were going to happen. How we waited for something we knew that it was impossible to happen.

I don’t know what I’m feeling right now while writing this, but I know one thing, that even after all these years, I’m still having that childish fool feeling that when I move to a different place I’ll find the place that I’ve been looking for, and I’ll be with the people that I’ve always wished to be with.

And no matter how old I will be, I will still believe in this, because I know that this foolish childish dream will happen and become true one day.