I am whole. I wonder how I ever could've been the girl I once was. I hear the echoes of the past as they remind me of my journey, my metamorphosis. I see the images of our story dance across my memory. I want to write it all down, for I have the right perspective. I am outside it all now. I pretend that I was always this way. I feel like I can fly. I touch the hearts of so many, so easily. I worry no longer about &quot;forever&quot; and &quot;always&quot;. I no longer need to hold them close, as I can depend upon myself. I am invincible. I understand that I was learning to be. I say to myself, &quot;I was a child.&quot; I dream now, not of you, but of the whole wide world, and how I am to be an improver of it. I try to share my utter joy with others, as it is impossible to hoard. I hope you don't regret any part of this year, and that you can operate knowing that your kindred spirit is someone else then when we first began. I am finally me. 2008-05-29T01:29:28Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/32045 <p>This is really well written. Thanks for entering!</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/32045?basename=65978 2008-05-29T01:29:28Z Freedom http://ficlets.com/authors/http_ficlets_com_authors_withinthewords_com