Gabriela
“Why?” is the question most asked by people. Why would my dad mistake me for such a nuisance? That is what most personas of my age would consider. But instead of asking myself why, I tell myself that if you turn your face to the sun, the shadows will always fall behind you. (Maori Proverb)
In replace of negativity, I close my eyes and sing. I often sway to the music that my voice gives out. Not because of the beauty it beholds, but for the sake of the happiness it sends through my brain.
While in the car, I asked my grandma to turn on “Let it be” by the Beatles. And she did exactly that. Now my brother isn’t usually one to sing, but in very distressful moments, he tags along with me.
By the time we reached Grandma’s house, we had played eight songs, to which everyone was singing.
“ Lets go inside and get you guys put into bed.” My grandma said in a very soft and quiet voice that she knew would calm me.
Because of all of the catastrophic events that had happened that evening, I just got out of the car, and walked into the house then towards the guest bedroom. I was feeling very starved, but I was also very exhausted. I decided that I would just wait until morning to eat. I hopped into the bed and Brandon tucked me in. Even though I had around five blankets on top of me, I still felt rather cold.
I was almost asleep when Brandon walked in, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and told me goodnight.
“Goodnight Brandon.” I replied
