# Some boring words and a weird dream of being an author.
You might think that I'm being boring. I can understand. Today.. I just want to share my feelings about being an author. Here, at Mt platform, a lot of peoples are writing stories, sharing their talents as well as their own point of view. I'm also one of them. At first, I installed mt because as a teenager I was interested in reading romantic comics and novels. But at some point I came to know that I can write my own stories here. Not to mention how excited I was! But alas.. my English was poor back then, so I ended up writing something I didn't wanted to. I wanted to give up writing, because I wasn't good at introducing my works, and most importantly.. I wasn't confident on my writing skills. Also.. my works weren't getting popular, well.. I'm not a popular writer, not even today. But still.. I couldn't stop myself from writing stories... because a lot of stories keeps coming up on my mind everyday, and I couldn't keep them to myself anymore. So... I started writing.. My family doesn't knows about me, writing stories. I'm afraid that if they come to know about it one day... I'll be doomed! But I'm still writing.. because it's my dream.. from childhood. I don't care about the popularity of my stories anymore, I don't care if my stories aren't good enough, I'm writing because I want to. Writing brings happiness to me, it is the only source for me to come over my loneliness. Yes.. I'm lonely. Writing stories.. brings me back to life. I know that I will definitely get caught by my family one day, and that day will be the last day of me, following my dream... I will have to stop writing.. unwillingly. Still.. I don't want to give up on this weird dream of mine. I won't give up.. as long I can hold up to my stubbornness. Because I'm selfish. I love myself more than anyone else. Because I'm obsessed with this weird dream of mine. I'm obsessed with writing stories... I don't care about the rest of the world, I don't care about what will happen to me in the future, I just want to follow my dream.. for now. Who cares about the future? Well, I don't. I'm not even sure about if I will be able to live tomorrow.
I want to live only for myself.. I want to listen to my clumsy heart, I want to follow my weird dreams.. I want to stay imperfect... I want to be my true self.. am I abnormal?
