The Nightmare

A cloudy day, at school. If memory serves, it was perhaps an activity related to describing ourselves. Even though it meant nothing to anyone, and had nothing to do with the academics or co curricular. Still, I wanted to perform as a sincere and intellectual individual but during the activity when a question came up, I was blank. What is my nightmare ?,  I could say nothing, I did not know. Well, I actually did. It was just that I did not seek inside me. After the activity, I wondered what it actually is, my nightmare..... and I could not have believed that it was so obvious. It is perhaps loneliness. Sure, I don't want to be alone. Even the merest thought of it scares me. It's like a nightmare, seeing everyone you love, have memories and moments with, going away. It's just that saying good byee is something I am really bad at. This nightmare of mine is what indeed shapes my personality, at least everyone says this...! Describing ourselves lead to asking questions to your inner self and it somehow helps in finding out your capabilities and your inner potential. That activity unlike the others was the one which really taught me something valuable about not a particular subject but about myself...