What If

2

I woke up with an uneasy feeling and a headache. I almost stumbled on my bed as I began to stand up towards the bathroom. Its 5am and I have to be up early to do my last night's homework. As I wasn't able to do because of the "tragedy" of last night. I stirred and started to jumped when the cold water hits my burning skin. I backed away from the water as if it was a great enemy. I almost knocked down on my feet when I hear my mother from behind the door.

"Jen, come out in a while in here. I know you havent taken your bath because its cold. And if I am not your mother, you can lie to me by telling me you already did. But since I am, well I know! "

I enhaled deeply and roll my eyes. My mother was always the talkative one. And I sometimes think my other sister Janice inherited the blood. Which I am so much thankful. I wrap the towel in my body and decided to walk out from the bathroom.

"What is it ma? I will be late and I haven't done my homework.."

I sit on a stool near my mother. And I look up at my mother who is now standing right near me with a worried look. I stare at her hardly that my eyes almost pop out from my eye sockets. I have this bad feeling with what my mother was about to say.

She began to sit uneasily on a vacant chair. And let out a heavy sigh. As I looked at her intently I notice that her eyes were now began to watered. And I knew any minute there will be now tears rolling down from her swelling eyes.

"Ma what is it? Why are you crying now? I already told you about last night. And Im so sorry. I wont do it again. I swear!.."

I dont know what is it thats bothering her. But I still think this was about last night. And I felt so guilty now. Last thing I want is my mother crying in front of me.

"I'm afraid you can't continue your studies. Look sweety, we tried. Your father and I were really trying to just let you graduate high school. But we are so out financially. You understand that, don't you?.."

My world stopped. As if the earth stop spining from its orbit upon hearing my mother's words. And the meaning began to sink in. The thing is, I will be graduating next year and I can't stop now. I won't even allow it.

I just sat there. Blankly staring at my mother. I felt rapid heartbeat which is my normal reaction whenever I feel scared. Who wouldn't? I'm an honor student and I can't imagine myself not graduating. Not marching with my friends. No way. I abruptly stand up. And paced back and forth on our small kitchen where we talked with my mother. I can still see the shower curtain from our bathroom I have left hanging when I walked out from it a while ago. I folded my long fingers almost twisted up so as to feel the pain from it and not from the pain whith what my mother has just told me.

Authors Note:

I know I am not much of a writer. I sucked with words or grammars but I can assure you that I will deliver this great story with everything I can. And I promise you that you will not just wasting your time reading this. Please do leave your opinions. Be my inspiration. Thanks.