When I am on a lucky streak and everything seems to be going right, I feel undeserving. Why me? Do I really deserve any of the things I have been receiving lately over any one else? Not really. Although I am ecstatic over that high test grade, a deepening of a friendship, and my hard work being paid off, I carry around a little guilt for having these things. All my life, everything has been served to me on a silver platter. That is not to say that I haven't earned, accomplished, or worked hard for things-- I have. But what I am saying is that the significant parts of my life have been dealt to me-- my family, my schooling, my country. Sometimes, I think that there is an impending punishment, just waiting in the distance, eager to balance everything out.
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