I remember when I was 12 where I was just in one of the biggest markets in the city. I
got lost.
I accompanied my mother to the market, was going and holding my mother and the nurse I was just around stranger that I never knew everyone was looking so strange to me. I could not recognize anyone I began to panic. I started crying with my tiny voice. I could not figure things out and I was telling myself what will I do something my brain just whisper figure it out.
I did what my cartoons taught me. I said so we face the steps and look for all shops then the woman who saw those who said come which was close to my gate. They were doing this step by step. I found to that entrance and all of a sudden there was my mother luckily I found her and she felt relieved.
Although she was told how she was very worried and she was searching outside the market for me and was happy to find me. That day taught me a bitter lessons that the matter lost you can feel you can only figure things out and sometimes decide to stay calm.
Life is like a market, a crowdy and noisy place but the path is there if you always pay attention.
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