I wish there was a place where all the ground was covered in soft clouds and all the concrete was like a sleep number bed. Then we wouldn't have to hurt when we fall on the rocks or bleed when we are pushed down a cliff. We could try to pad our bodies, but then we wouldn't be able to move, and everyone would probably laugh at us and throw rocks at us to make sure we were human and not some monster walking around so strangely. Alas, it seems the only possible way to survive the danger of the world around us is to remember that we have a right to live, and to be free, and to succeed at everything we try to do. It is our right. No one can kill it, steal it, or destroy it. It's ours to keep forever! This helps me whenever I am afraid of other people and places. Hopefully it helps you too my friend! Sincerely, Glinda Gail