Call me Happy,
for I know no other name at present.
I used to think
that such a name could only be found
in fairytales or children's stories
or within the novels with happy endings.
Every character has the right to call themselves
what I call myself now:
Happy.
Knowing the meaning would take too much work.
Diving into what Happy means would be too silly
of a quest.
I choose to call myself Happy,
not because I fully believe in it,
but because I know that it is opposite to Sad.
For, to call myself Sad,
would only ask for rain clouds to appear.
The sunshine clears all.
Thus, my name is Happy
and by that name I shall live.
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About the Creator
Mihaela Vasileva
I write based on heart. I love based on thought. I think based on truth.
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