Cattleya

Chapter 10

Maia's Point of View

When I get home from school is like another war I have to get through in the day.

I know I'am not the only one feeling like this . Like for example my parents want me to clean, to cook, to pick up , my brother from school, to help him with his homework, do laundry. And if I dont do it , it's like world war 3, 4, 5, and 6 start.

They expect me to do good in school and also help around the house. Oh and don't get me started when they just make you do stuff because you the oldest. That's always their excuse. Yet they give more love to the smallest one, and they leave you hanging on the side.

Then they judge you or don't accept you being in a relationship. Like you want me to act like a women , then I'll be a woman. Like as soon as you talk about relationships , their like you too young.

Then you are like what the fuck, I'am the one who does everything around the house and having a boyfriend is being too young.

I get that it's high school and that it is not a real, serious love but still, the experience is all that matters right.

Then let me talk to you about my parents rule. They say I can't official date till I'am 18. My dad always jokes around saying that if me and my boyfriend ever went on a date It'll be my boyfriend on another table and me , my mom, and dad across the room , on another table. Yeah that's how my parents are... a little too overprected.

It's either on that aspect that the war starts, or it's when either of my parents are mad and they blame it on you, or they make you pay for it.

Then both of my parents get mad and let me tell you something ... when my parents are mad , they ARE mad. Like the house is all quiet , because if someone makes noise , its like you just trigger the gun to shoot yourself with.

And today it is both of the wars. That's why most of the times , I don't even want to go home. I prefer being in school , then at home.

My parents don't fight often, but when they do, it affects us all.

It affects all aspects of my life.

It affects me personally, and emotionally.

It's sad that the place you are suppose to feel proctected and safe, is home.It's sad that most of the time I feel alone. I feel that I'am the only one fighting my own battles. Like what happened to family comes first?

That's why I try to find it some place else.

That It is love, is comfort, is care, is protection. It's someone that can carry me , when Iam to weak to walk. That someone who can make my day and my nights.

Someone I can connect with, and someone who understands me . I hope someone else in this world that holds 7 billion people , feels the same way  that I do. Someone who need those same needs , and who is longing for a touch to resuscitate their dying heart.

I hope one day we can find each other to comfort our doubts, and our worries.

 I feel like that person is closer to me , then what I can imagine.