What Am I To Them? (Based On My True Story)

2 ~ Proud

I wake up by the sound of my alarm clock as it ringed loudly in my ear. I sat up groggily and prepared for another day that would unfold. I look up at my calendar and just remembered. Its my little brothers championship game in soccer today. I immediately stood up and prepared my clothes, the others were preparing as well.

We were ready to go, me and Mark, my little brother were riding a motorcycle going to the location where the championships was going to be held. We're not rich I tell you, and that is why we just commute. As we all arrived we sat on the bleachers and watched them prepare their selves for the upcoming great event. I looked for my brother, and as I spotted him, I smiled. He saw me and smiled as well. My little brother can be annoying sometimes but I love him. My annoying little cute brother. We all waited as the bleachers were filled with people waiting and watching as well.

Soon the games started and the battle was intense, we all watched as the ball went here and there, practically everywhere. I watched my brother as he tries to catch up with the rolling ball, he looked tired and was sweating. But he was determined to win, to win for his team, to be the champion. I was proud of him, despite his imperfections he strives his best to achieve his goals. He does this for him, for his team, for me, for his family. I was proud of him, I am proud of him.

The games went on and on, until the final round, both teams were a tie and there was only one minute left. Both teams tired, sweating, and is planning in what to do. They were so focused, just to win as champions, to be champions, and to win the trophy. Both teams then goes to their designated positions and locations. I saw Mark, he looked very tired, it was so obvious in his face that he was tired. I looked worried, what if he faints from the exhaustion, what if he stumbles and breaks a bone. Oh I worry to much. Especially for my family. When one gets sick I worry and panic.

There was five seconds left and the ball was with their opponent, I clenched my fingers and shouted as loud as my lungs can take "GO MARK YOU CAN DO IT, JUST BELIEVE!!!" Apparently he heard this, since he started running for the ball. He ran and ran and with one kick, the ball flew. We all watch the ball fly, and glide down back on the ground, the distance seemed so impossible for them to shoot the ball, but with my brothers kick it flew, and in the last second the ball goals. Everyone shouted. "WOOOHOOO!!!" the people sitting at the bleachers gives the winning team a standing ovation. Marks team hugs him tightly as I rushed down the bleachers to reach him. I hugged him tightly once I came in touch with him. "I'm so proud if you!!" I whisper shout into his ear as he hugs back "thanks to you sis!!!" His team then carries him and the hosts gives them the trophy.

Everyone in the field were jumping up and down with joy as I just smile there looking at my brother. I was so proud, nothing can express my happiness for him. My family soon went down as well and took pictures as a memory. I was smiling like an idiot in the picture, I looked like a fool. But we all were proud. We all went out as a celebration for my little champion, for our little champion. We went to the nearest mall possible, to save some money for food. My brother was smiling like a mad man with the trophy in hand. As we arrived we wondered around looking for a nice restaurant to eat in. After all the hard work Mark had been through, he deserves a descent meal. What do I deserve? A loving family who has lots of imperfections. Yes I am already contented of what I am having, a family, a friend, a life to live.

I love my family, despite everything I have been through, despite the hardships I have passed, I still love them and will always love them. I may not be the perfect daughter they can have but at least I can provide them the love and care they need. They don't have to give me love, I am happy to have them by my side, happy to have them with me. I know, I know, what a long ushy mushy speech I have given to you my fellow readers. But all I want you guys to know is that, live your life the fullest. You don't have to look for the things you want. All you need is the things you already have. You just don't know but the most precious thing you would have is, love. The love that is given to you, and the love that you are given. Be contented, don't ask for more, why ask for more when you had reached your maximum. I'm getting off topic, let's go back to my story.

We went to a restaurant, Inasal, not the ideal restaurant you would think we would eat in, but hey, at least we can still eat. We ordered and waited for our food to arrive. As we waited we all shared some stories we had in mind. We all laughed, smiled, happiness was present there, but what was mostly there was love. The love we have given to one another. The love we share. Oh I felt so happy once again, I was even smiling for the whole time.