Story 1

I just know that life is more complicated than I used to think. Each time I think about building a better life, it makes me sweat. I feel like I'm a very young plant that just put the root down in a new area and a new taste of soil. Everyday that little plant endeavors to breath the oxygen and absorb the moiture around it as possible as it can to survive. However, it's not always successful. As the time go on the old leaves fall down. It takes some times before new leaves grow. Unfortunately, sometimes there's insect attempt to eat that new leaves. Hmm, it has to put more effort to overcome all that obstacle or it will die sadly. Anyway, I'm not good at metaphor. Any correction will be welcome and appreciated. I hope the story 2 is better.