My Story

Hello my name is Ansiegel Joshinta. I'd like to tell you a little story about myself. It is a very simple story and hence i beg your pardon if you do fall asleep along your course of reading. In fact if you do wish to terminate this ordeal, you can simply click on the "X" button on the top right corner of this screen. But i doubt you'd do so cos by this moment, you would be pretty glued to what i'm goin to say next.

Yes my name is Ansiegel Joshinta. As unique as my name suggests, i do not look normal. For i have two cresent-shaped eyes that gives me a perpetual smiling face. My nose is a little crooked because i bumped into a car once. And if you might notice, i have a mole right in the cleft of my "ass-chin". To describe beyond my face...my legs are massive and my feet are small. I think i would be a delicacy in Ancient China. My arms are long and my fingers are short and stubby; the nail-part is elongated though. I know i look weird even as my entirety composes of normal body parts.

Ok i'm sorry but my story starts from here.
Today i was riding on a horse in my long white gown beside the beach. I wasn't wearing any shoe cos i didnt think i would get down to walk anyway.But as i rode on my white stallion, the sand looked so intriguing to me because it looked so black and shiny. I decided to get down and let my curiosity have a feel.
As my feet touched the ground, i realise the beach was warm to touch and not surprisingly, i liked it.I started to run and feel the contrast between the cool air on my face and the warm feeling on my feet.I couldnt stop, i dont know why. The wind started to hurt my eyes and i closed it, but remained running. In my vision, i see people waving at me as i ran. Some of them tried to shout something to me, but i was too fast to hear. I saw my dad, and he was smiling and nodding. I thought i wanted to tell him that i liked the warm feeling of the black sand, but i was too fast.
I saw my mum too, but she was exceptionally elusive, as i cant make out what she looked like, her movements, her speech.No, nothing was comprehended. I expected to see my brother and sister, but no. Maybe i was too fast. I was so fast i started to feel lonely.
Just then, i opened my eyes, stopped running, looked back and surprisingly, my horse was still there.My night gown was still clean as new despite the run. The sand was still very nicely warm and i saw my sister and brother calling at me from afar.I think i hadnt ran a far distance as i thought i had, cos the beach was filled with people and they were all starring at me. But my dad was smiling and nodding at me.My mum was waving me to her side, and i could feel their love for my weirdness.

A man put his hand on my shoulders, shoved me along his path, towards a van. He told me i must get back to where i belong and that i musnt play with people's things although they are of my favorite color --white.He grabbed my white horse and put it into a gray slingbag, assuring me that i could have it back if i behave.i hate the color gray.
He said he would have to tell God what i did today and God would tell my parents what i did today. He said they wouldnt like what i did, because i made everybody so worried. I said "ok. I'm sorry" and trudged along beside him, in my white hospital gown.