Elle's secret boyfriend .

To New York again

As a reply to my confused demeanour mom extended a thin parcel. Myself and my parents were not in good terms after I yelled at dad that day. I longed to be in good terms but something holded me back I kind of felt distanced and lonely moreover. I was living alone in crowded house though my siblings tried to cheer me up in vain. A cloud of misery enveloped me. Mike's departure and my parents unheeded attitude really did take a toll on my mental health. The fact that I am going for three part time jobs, waiting tables all day.Scribbling all night as I started a freelance writer which mostly comprised of legal documents which induced no great zest. Having my own loving family turned cold and insensitive towards me didn't help at all. I immersed myself in work and at leisure in books. I barely ate which nobody seemed to notice. Though I forgot to mention I even work in a hotdog shop on Saturdays. I barely smile, I haven't laughed not even let out a chortle after the day Mike left. I treaded around more like a machine where as the real me remained somewhere afar.The individual here walks, works and eats but nothing has a life clinging to it, perhaps I remained aloof.

I remained sane when I wander in nature's turbulence, astray in lush green ambience I feel myself, I at least feel myself in the bosom of Mother nature. The books gave me solace.

The wrapper of the parcel looks tattered and shreds of the missing pieces remained shattered on the already messy floor and the broomstick lay towards the rightmost corner. I knew this parcel held the fuel for this panic. My hands stumbled inside the just to pull out a ticket to New York and a few documents which evinced my admission into one of the renowned and most prestigious university in New York and a note attend the call at 2.00pm.

I glanced at the watch it was only 11am. I gave my parents a quizzical look as they must be baffled as I am .This is an acceptance into one of the world's most eminent university.

It was more like a dream come true. But why is mom and dad concerned. "you gotta be kidding me ? "I shrieked."I just can't believe " grinning wide jumping up and down in glee.
My parents look grave. Mom gave me a sad smile which didn't even reach her cheeks.

"Mom, is there something bothering you? "I asked"bothering you and papa".

She extended a tiny envelope. My eyelids flared as my brain registered its contents.