My Warm Blanket

Description

If you want to get your freedom back, you need to tore away the blanket. That is the only way.

Foreword

 

Your hugs used to be comforting. But now, it's too tight that I feel suffocated.

 

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Deep inside my heart, I think being famous is not really that awesome. It is true that you have everyone attention, you have the fame that you can show off, and you have lots of people admire you, want to be on your spot or just to be near you. So, they think of me as someone who is radiating a magic, and they can get splashed a bit of the magic if they stand near me. Ridiculous, I would say.

 

Being a famous movie star is not easy either. It is not easy to be all smiley, it is not easy to be all cool, and it is not easy to do what your fans wish you to do.

 

From all the negative things I said above, it doesn't mean I hate it to be someone famous. But sometimes, I wish I could be famous in the other way around. I could just be a famous doctor, or a famous novelist, or a famous painter, and the other famous job. That's because I don't like to be in the average, and I don't like either to be too famous. Maybe in my directionary, famous means well-known. But does it have any difference? Oh, I don't care as long as it makes sense for me.

 

Yeah, well-known is what I want. People know who you are but you get the freedom as everyone have. You can still go out with your friends, try the food in the new cafe, and sing foolishly in the karaoke without really worried about your goofy face that will captured in your friends' camera. Not much to be worried when you are well-known.

 

 

 

Sincerely, me.

 

 

This is for RESTRICTED -- angst writing contest. The prompt I'm using is the main image.

Thanks for the poster to Secret Base [ひみつきち] ~ Graphic Shop ~ ´ ▽ ` )ノ

 

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PearBy_fangirl
#1
omg..can't wait for the update..