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(Chance)
Nowadays a lot of teenagers, perhaps my age, are close yet so far towards their parents or family. You know what I mean? They live in one roof, eat at the same dining table, and do things at the same place but they seem so far. I can say a lot of teenagers are suffering due to lack of communication. It is cliché but it's true, isn't it?
I'm glad I don't belong to that group of teenagers. I'm glad I'm not like them. I'm not like them because I grew up with a happy family. I'm not like them because I grew up with an honest family who faces each other's struggles together. My parents gave me and my little sister their full attention and support and for that I am happy. I am contented.
I grew up with a loving family. They give too much love that they didn't want me to leave. They didn't want me to leave because they thought I'm leaving them permanently which I can never do to them. For goodness' sake I just want to live on my own, I just want to stand on my own feet. I needed to convince them to let me have my own apartment and God knows how much effort I exerted just to make my family say yes. My family cried in front of me and begged me to accompany me in my own apartment and when we arrived they kept on hugging me. At first I was convinced that they love me too much that's why they acted like that but then I realized they were just overreacting.
I woke up in the reality that life isn't easy to deal with. I realized being independent isn't easy. I realized fighting on your own against your own battles isn't easy. Everything is difficult. Nevertheless I survived the obstacles the world have to offer me.
"When are you going home?" I rolled my eyes as I hear the sweetest voice I have heard in my whole life.
"Amanda, how many times do I have to tell you that I am on my way?" I asked my sister while the smile is painted on my face. I can imagine my sister scratching her head in annoyance.
"Really? Are you there yet? I baked cookies!" Now I hear her little feet stumping. She's probably jumping up and down. I feel like teasing my sister so I spoke.
"Really? Then I'll stop by a grocery store to but some flour." I said while smiling. An evil one.
"What? Why? I said I baked cookies!" Her squeaky voice echoed on my ear. So much for using an earbud.
"I want to eat cupcakes." I teased. I can now imagine her pouting her lips and stomping her feet. God. I miss my sister.
"Okay. But hurry up and drive safely! I love you!" I replied my I love you to my sister before she hung up.
Actually I don't have to go to a grocery store to buy some flour because I already bought some. Today is Friday and I'll come home to spend the weekend with my family. It's been a while. I stopped my car to change oil but then I saw a familiar figure inside a convenience store. I was about to get out of my car but then I saw my phone ringing.
