Have you ever noticed that most people don’t ever come remotely close to leaving their footprint in the world? Some may try, a little extra charity

here, a dabble into the art’s there, but no one chooses the right steps. Every once in awhile a man or women with great talent will step away from the woodwork and do something extraordinary, something that will gain them eternity in the never ending white pages of the universe.

Truth is most people could do it, if they really tried. Everyone has some form of talent, no matter how minuscule or seemingly pointless it is. Now a days everyone is classifying talents, musical genius go to one school while the logical thinkers head to another.

Growing up I thought I would be placed in linguistics, or maybe spatial. Never had I expected to be placed within the walls of this institution, but here I was. Abandoned by my family, and left for dead at the place where the nobodies go. The losers, the rejects, the freaks, the clinically insane, they all gathered here, perhaps thinking the same thoughts I was, then again perhaps growing up they knew this was where they would go. Maybe throughout their entire lifetime they were mocked by peers. Adults would tell them how useless they were to society, because they could not score that A on a math test.

What confused me was not the fact that I was here, after all what is done is done, but why I was here.