Yerizabelle's Records

Entry #1

Stellar Year 3038 Month of Stella 15th day

It was a lovely day. Little sunshine trespassed over the clouds looming up in the sky. Cool wind was blowing over, allowing our laundry to dry. The weather was pleasant, nonetheless.  The chatter of wives among each other can be heard across the distance. Their laughter echoed along with the giggles of the neighborhood children playing games on the fields. The farmers only look and laugh among themselves, maybe thinking about the freedom of childhood.

My mother and I had already finished all of our chores thus we retired to bed to replenish our energy. Surely, another day beckons us to move and continue on living. Today, nothing in particular happened. Just the things I mentioned earlier.

Continuing the story, the morning passed and made way to noon. The clouds looming faded. The sun shined brightly, blinding at that. The weather sure is pleasant. People finished their work to have lunch. My mother and I got to the kitchen to prepare our lunch. We decided to have vegetable soup and rice. After preparing, we prayed and ate.

Why it is only my mother and I? Well, that backstory is simple. My father went to his mother's hometown because she wants to see her children. She is old. She needs someone to take care of her. My older sister went to the city. She is already in college. Fulfilling her dreams, I guess. And also to help our family. My little brothers are not here because they are at school. All three of them. Pretty nice if I should say.

I should say what I feel. I feel jealous. Why is it only me who doesn't get to go?

Well, who am I to say so? It's better off to be kept inside. I should never say it.

I forgot to mention, that school is a boarding school. My brothers get to come home at the end of the semester,  which means only twice a year.

I kind of feel left out. I wanted to go to school too. I tried bringing it up sometimes but my mother just coaxed me to be understanding. She said that they are younger so they should be prioritized first. Or something along those lines.

So here I am, writing in this diary.

This will be my escape. I just decided that now.

I finished the community grade school so I could write and read. Of course just common words and a little bit of the complicated ones.

And because of that, I have built an escape for solace. Although, it is danger of being exposed or read by somebody.

I have to hide it well.

Back to the family backstory, my older sister sends us money every month. Not a lot though but I can understand. Maybe she's facing troubles there or she's saving up.

The money she sends just ends up being the payment for my brothers' tuitions. My mother and I just live off the money my father sends from time to time.

Oh, life!

And now it is time to sleep. I will come to write again. Sweet dreams to me.

Yerizabelle