The Correspondence
When I woke up in the morning, it felt like a pleasant day. Didn't really know that today was going to be the day that triggers the inner demon in me... for the rest of my life. Why me? Why not anybody else. Im just trying to pull my shit together. But nothing really is on my side, feels like the universe is against me...I cried myself to bed almost every night for the past six years of my life. Im a boy right if I cry then that's a shame to my family. Well family who am I kidding my father is too drunk and in his own world to actually give a shit about me. I have myself that's it. Is that enough? I've been thinking to myself. I loved my mom I still do... If only she was here to understand me, to console me.Why did she have to leave me...I was eight when my mum and I were touring the streets of San Francisco. My mom was stabbed by a stake and I witnessed the only person in this world who ever understood me and loved me for who I am bleed to death. What could I do? I was screaming and crying at the top of my lungs. No one seemed to care about me. "I need you I need you. Please mum, don't leave me" I sobbed. She was helpless. I mean what was I expecting? Her last words to me were "You are my everything". She was my person, without her I don't feel like myself. Feels like a part of my heart just vaporized into thin air. Am I always going to feel like this? Guilty for not being able to save her. Not stepping up and saving her. Life has been soo unfair to me these last few year. After all this, my pathetic ass actually thought dad would change and would actually step up and take care of me. He wasn't even sad. Does my dad even care about my mum? Did he even love her a least bit? She was the sweetest, the loveliest and forever the best mum in the universe and my dad, he doesn't deserve her love even though she cared about him soo deeply he didn't even care about the fact that she's gone. He wasn't even there for me. Those days we used to go on little road trips and mom and dad would look at each other as if they were soo in love. Like how it looks in the movies. Were they faking it all along? Just to keep me happy? Did they love each other? Did my dad kill my mom? This is all my mind has been thinking for the past years or so. Really can't move on because she isn't here with me right now. Maybe little old Jaime isn't that little anymore and he is growing up and he needs her with him. I still feel her, as if she's right beside me. Im starting to love school now. Maya has been helping me a lot. With my feelings, my classes and she's just there for me. I love her. I get butterflies thinking of her. She reminds me of my mum. Brunette, dark brown eyes, that smile.. all of it, I'd die for it. I guess happily ever after comes sometimes. I love her and I want to protect her with all I've got. She's also been through a lot and she understands me inside out. She reads me like i'm an open book. There is something about her that cannot be explained but I won't be like Dad and I will genuinely love her for the rest of my life. I reach school and the first class I have is chemistry. The first thing I do is find Maya. She's wearing a dress. A white one, she's soo ethereal. Wonder how gorgeous my girl will look when she is older. She might look just like mum. I give her the tightest hug. "Jaime darling have you been keeping well"? She says, "Yes my angel, everything seems to be falling back into place, my grades my emotions and now that I have you I feel like I'm on top of the clouds" Jaime says. "Oh really, have you always been this charming and flirtatious" Maya stars taking her books from her locker and she leans in to kiss Jaime's cheek. Good luck Jaime baby, the principal is coming to watch today's game, I'll be cheering hard for you! After all, "You are my everything darling" she said. I was 14 and so mad in love that I forgot that she was dealing with her problems too. That was the last memory I had with her or maybe the last happy memory I wanna remember. That night I wanted to surprise her with my mom's amethyst bracelet. Maya loved that one. She said it was pretty. So I thought today was the perfect opportunity to give it to her. I run back to my locker room to find a letter. It's from Maya addressed to me..........
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You Are My Everything
Teen FictionThe narrative centres on Jaime, an ordinary adolescent who undergoes profound adversity at different junctures in his life, resulting in him developing bipolar tendencies. The inquiry arises as to why fate singled him out to bear such enduring angui...