every story has beginning, and every beginning starts with the same thing and THAT IS LIFE, whatever the story starts, the story talks about Life, not somebody else life, not those little tiny nor gigantic creature, but its all about the reality of humans life. and now my story begins when my heart starts to beat inside my mothers womb. I'm still in the cage where life starts, im unseen yet noticeable slowly, and slowly as days, weeks, and months passes by. Every morning as my mom gets up from her bed. the very first thing she touches, is her bloating belly. Her heart gets excited as the day of my coming is at hand. What a lovely day she could ever have is she felt me kicking inside it tickles her yet brought her with a great smile, What a lovely to know that even i did not existed yet on earth, i knew my life would be valued. Her touch and her sweet voice singing over me, formed something within me a character that has "FULL OF LOVE" i don't know what would life be if i get out, but at least before everything is felt in real, i had a good beginning with in her. One thing also that i realize, there were things that man cannot make a choice, who will e my parents, what would be my nationality, and when will my life ends. But lets not mention about my end yet, the day is at hand of my coming and that is NOW... Mom is uncomfortable, excited yet in pain, worried yet determined, I started moving inside her, i wanna get out faster, i want to get out NOW, ohhh what a strong WILL