Undecided by Dami Yorin
Latest update I don't know what I'll turn out to be. A who or a what, a person or a thing. I was in the process of becoming when a cloth of shame and spite wrapped me up tightly. Now I am sitting in a court being asked to defend myself. It was hard because I was yet to choose a path. Although I was cautious, I was not decided, and that my friend, was my greatest downfall. Now the prosecutor asks, "Who are you?" and the best answer I can think of is "Whatever you say I am". Of course, that doesn't favor my case but what can I do? Maybe I'll take the name they give me and see where it leads me. I patiently await for the jury to decide but even the jury is perplexed as to what to call me. The next court hearing is postponed indefinitely and here I am, just like the day I was served, still undecided. Part 2 I am sorry if I left a misconception about who I am from the beginning of my story. I still can't state for sure who I am but I am certain of