Another world is over there.

Hello!

I’m . . .me. (I think I don’t have a name.)

Would you like to be my friend? I’d like to have one, to play together, and to eat apples together from that tree…do you see it? It’s like some thousands and thousands km down from this place. It’s on Earth.

Have you ever been over there? Some say that it’s nice, but that creatures, the people, are possessed by the evil. Is this right? Why?

Hey, why don’t you talk to me? Hey, you don’t want to be my friend? I’m here! Talk to me..

I think I’m going in a trip. On Earth, yes. I’d like to see people, to be with them, coz…u know, it’s very boring here, alone. Just me and you, and what’s the point? You’re not like me, you don’t talk too much, and that’s why I’m feeling alone. Tomorrow I’ll be there, but I need some money, I need a cell phone, I need a car, I need a big house and I need also some credit cards…But..for what? I don’t really understand why I need all this. They say that all this makes you happy..but..I am already happy. I don’t need them, it’s just stuff. I’m gonna be happier if I’ll have over there friends. Real friends, to understand and to love me, and to talk with me, not like you!

And everytime I’m gonna remeber about this place, I’m gonna be happy too, because it’s a part of my life, because here I’ve learned how to survive loneliness, how to be friend with silence, and to make my dreams come true. And I’m gonna be happy too because I met you, my conscience.

It’s time to go..