Where To?

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Raised on the nourishment of aggression and regret, Sarah has come to associate pain with love. So, she reduces herself each time to fit in dark spaces that are always grueling to climb out of. Vulnerability has become the cloak Sarah wears and every human being she encounters abuses their sixth sense and prowls. As if "use me" were engraved on every inch on her skin, Sarah was always entrapped by people who got paid to take advantage.

For a name as biblical as Sarah, she sure never felt the embrace of God or maybe he did surround her but her fragility blinded her capability to see and feel His love. So, for a long time, in fact, for the most part of her life, she subjected herself to being an ornament for men who had no souls, for friends who slithered like snakes, and for family members who chose who to love and attach value to. Sarah sees her mother and father in every being she confronts. They feed her nothing but garbage but the taste is similar to the stares her mother gave her, or the feel of the harsh words her father stabbed her with.

With her head always downwards, she is convinced that avoiding people's stares will cause them to leave her alone but instead people take a whiff of her weakness and relish at its trails. She owns no mirrors for they tell ghastly tales of unworthiness, and she fears that standing to face them may cause them to shatter. 

On a lonely walk up the lush mountain side one day, the most implausible sight greets her. Sarah can see only rocks, large boulders with odd shapes, chipped and jagged edges, some covered in threatening moss but the most beautiful purple flowers have sprouted in an ornate design, and it simply baffles her. None of the conditions favourable for growth exist on this side of the mountain yet the flowers bloom. Sarah now starts to believe that even from the darkest, loneliest and ugliest places, beautiful things can spring forth.

As she makes strides back down the mountain, this time with her head towards the clouds, Sarah is filled with giddy warmth as she ponders "where to?" 

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