My imagination works in Olympus. – Prologue
Have you ever thought about the existing of God? Okay, I will tell you that in a more philosophic way: Do you think that there are invisible powers who (which) rule over us? I know the correct answer, but I believe many of you don't. So … I admit I know everything about God. And I know you'll try to convince me to tell you: "I'm a little, ashamed girl.", but I won tell you that in anyways, because I have no shame. I won't answer to your question in a direct way, because it's not interesting to do so. I want you to suffer reading that stuff and that's why I'll begin my story at the very beginning:
It was long time ago. Years passed by … then I was young and green, inexperienced … or kind of. Now I am in the very end of my life, I'm fifteen years old. I can talk to you for all the eternity how I fret and fume for the lost youth, which passed by because of my philosophical thoughts…
If I have to be honest, I looked like a normal child (only LOOKED like) who had a great childhood playing, dancing and singing. When I was alone in my room I let the philosophical thoughts obsess me. My main uneasiness was how to make my parents do what I wanted and, of course, does God exist. No, I thought. So … what would I tell about gods -no, of course.
Oh! I almost forgot! I was going to school then! It was an interesting place and it was very modern for the children to visit it. I was seventh grade then. For seven years in this school, I had a strange habit … or, may I say – a hobby. I used to enter the classroom moments before the classes begin. When I entered the room, a lot of dissatisfied and angry voices raised against me.
I was in very elite school, but I sure you have that for yourself. If I had to advertise it, it would sound kind of that way: Please, come to our school! We guarantee that your children will loose without much problem eight years of their life and come up with a little less than the minimum skills. The building where our school is is old and the falling coat is one of out main attractions! Furthermore, our students often collect and pick the fundamentals (which are four matches for ears), hoping to be tumble-down the school. Believe in them, they can do it! If you hate your mother-in-law, send her to work here and with a little luck maybe the roof will tumble-down on her. Our school has good facilities - minorities and poor people can find a paper issue, tuck in radiators.
PS: I appreciate reviews ... please. I thing my humor is kind of strange and I will be happy to see what do you think about it. It's really weird to write things when you don't know if people like them. The reader's oppinion is really important for us, the writers ... so just say if you like it or not.
