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   1986

      Two months had passed since school ended. I still hadn't bothered to care about college. My last years of school had been tough. I was not ready for more.

      "Tell me, bachey, why is it that i feel you are not looking forward to college? Have you any other plans?" My uncle asked me one day.
      I didn't know how to answer, so I didn't say anything. It hurt, to see the concerned faces of my uncle and aunt. It hurt because i had always been open to them. I talked of all my pains and troubles to them but it seemed now i just didn't want to, like i just didn't want to open anymore. I didn't want to trouble them. I felt guilt. I was already burdening them and i did not want to burden them anymore.
 
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