A Little Thing Known as Life by Stephanie Elizondo

We as humans are derived from animals. Primitive. Different. Unusual. While society trends with clones following their every move there are people in the world who differ from society in their own way and they are excluded from it. Just like a female lion who is kicked out of the pride and nowhere to go but to fend for herself, society has kicked the unusual and different away from the usual and dignified. There is so much difference in the world humans fear what lies beyond what has been seen because they fear that one simple change will over rule their authority to do what they want. And unfortunately in this day and age it will happen although we do not know it yet. Humans instead of being intelligent have now become ignorant because they feel entitled to everything and anything they wish to own. People attempt to change these ways, but the sick truth of it all is that it will never change. We are given life until we die, but then again there are many forms of dying. Physical, emotionally, and mentally. In whichever form we die we lose a part of life that could have been necessary. Life is a game a mere game and humans are the pieces. The choices are the paths. And the decisions are the faith. It is sad to think that people actually think it is a game and you have more than one true life. The horrid truth is that the one true life we have, is when it is in death. And when in death we greet the one thing some of us never has as humans. Peace.