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Into the Shadows

The cold Bethlehem night hummed with frustrated murmurs. Inns overflowed, their doors shut against the weary. Mary, heavy with child, leaned against Joseph, her breath coming in ragged gasps as another innkeeper shook his head apologetically. "No room, good people. Not a single corner". Across the crowded square, another figure knew that same crushing disappointment. He was a man of striking contrast: black hair was placed above a face etched with travel, and eyes the startling colour of indigo seemed to absorb the dim lantern light, reflecting a deep weariness. He was not old, but his shoulders slumped with the weight of countless rejections. "Nothing, sir", a voice boomed from a doorway he'd just approached. "Try the next street, maybe, but I doubt it". He'd heard it a dozen times tonight. His dark features, perhaps his silent intensity, seemed to put people off even more readily than the general lack of space. He wasn't belligerent, mere...
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Re-Claiming My Identity with Confidence and Pride

Throughout my high school years, I was surrounded by a collective group of individuals who presented a façade of friendship and camaraderie. However, looking back, I realise now that these relationships were largely superficial and founded on a foundation of mediocrity rather than genuine mutual support or shared interests.

Their primary focus was on external appearances, social status, and conforming to the cliques and-peer pressure that defined our high school experience. They often took credit for my successes and accomplishments, as if my hard work, dedication, and natural aptitudes were somehow a reflection of their own abilities. This dynamic of false attribution and diminished individuality became a pervasive aspect of our social dynamic.

Meanwhile, I continued to pursue my passions and interests outside of their narrow scope. I devoured information on a wide range of subjects, learned new skills, and strove to better myself in various ways. However, my efforts were frequently dismissed, belittled, or overshadowed by their emphasis on superficial aspects of high school life, such as popularity, partying, and material possessions.

It was during the early days of Facebook, when the platform first emerged as a way for people to connect and share aspects of their lives online, that I began to realise the importance of distancing myself from this group. Their constant need for validation, status updates, and groupthink made it clear that they were not the kind of people with whom someone aspired to associate.

As I gradually disentangled myself from their social orbit, I found solace in the online communities and like-minded individuals I encountered. These connections, formed through shared interests and intellectual pursuits, provided a sense of belonging and understanding that eluded me within the confines of my high school social circle.

Today, as I reflect on those formative years, I can confidently claim pride in the person I've become – a better, more advanced, and self-assured individual who has learned to navigate the complexities of relationships and prioritise authenticity over superficiality. I am grateful for the experiences and lessons that shaped me, including the wisdom gained from recognising and distancing myself from those who sought to diminish my achievements and identity.




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