Personal Narrative: What It Means To Stay Alive

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A: My mind was simply on trying to find my own safe place. I had friends here and there at the camps, but in reality, I knew and tried not to know, that the next day they might not be breathing the same air as me. A: Yes, and you end up losing yourself too. Walking endlessly for no destination an no purpose for still living at times. Why stay alive and suffer when at the end you either live and stay safe but have scars on your mind and eyes or die painfully. Each option you still get marked by reality. And when you see a family member die right in front of you, you feel helpless, and repeat over and over that you could have done something to save them but yet you didn’t want them to suffer anymore in that world that everyone was dying already.

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