It had now been a maybe half an hour but it feels like minutes. I got into a hearty argument over immigration, I let my heart fall through my throat again. Ever get so angry that it leaves you on the edge of balling your eyes? Yes? Well that happened to me. I went back an fourth with my parents over why they didn't like the idea of Muslim children coming to my school (catholic). It ruined my appetite actually to the point I felt sick, I hate talking about things like this but I have to, I want to defend the people and religions that they are against. I had to feed most of my food to the dog when my dad left to smoke. My mother tried to calm me down but it was no use. I had rushed to the bathroom to stop my face from turning blotchy and start to puff. I had taken a few seconds to calm myself before walking out.
My mom tried to cheer me up by putting on a "funny" show but I honestly couldn't talk to her or my dad after how they talked about those people and how they live their life. My mom said she needed with something and ended up giving me a kit kat but she can't understand how hurt I am. I'm just sitting here ignoring her because of it. I think I'm going to be hurt for awhile but that's expectable, right? I'm allowed to be hurt, right?
Well anyways, I'm going to go because I really want to just blast music and sleep until this feeling goes away.
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Vents from a teenager
RandomVents from a teenager girl, learning to accept and to disagree, learning to defend her own personal perspectives and to defend other's points of view as well. Living in this world is much harder for a teenager who's lived in a protective bubble all...
