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*beep beep* my alarm clock just went off. I finally listened to Joey to set my alarms. It just depends on the person when they want to get up. It's not my fault I'm always exhausted. I walked to my closet to get my joggers on and went to brush my teeth. I went to the kitchen and grabbed an energy bar. I ate it and went outside for a jog. I would go get myself to be more "healthy" by exercising more than just playing basketball with the guys. After the jog, I went straight to the garage where I kept the door opened. The garage is my space. I have all my canvases, brushes, paint, etc. My dad said I could use it as my get away after what happened couple of years ago. Honestly, this space helped me cope. I grabbed a wire and plugged in my phone and played Billie Eilish. I swear that girl can sing. The way her voices gives people vibes. I went to my paint collection and grab colors that spoke out to me in that moment. Grabbed all the things I needed and just started painting.
About half an hour later,
I was one third done my painting. I realized I started painting a place I had been to with my father last year. Because he had a business trip and he had to go to Thailand. We got to go mountain climbing.When we reached the top, I saw a beautiful view of the countryside.
I started singing to the song, "Isn't it lovely, all alone. Heart made of glass, my mind of stone. Tear me to pieces, skin to bone..."
"Wow I haven't heard that voice in a while." I got startled. I turned around to face my dad.
"Crap! Dad, don't do that to me!" We both started laughing.
My dad stopped and said, "Hey Cher."
"Yeah..."I say with nervousness.
"In life, it's a roller coaster. We both know that. After your mom's accident, we've all haven't been ourselves. Your sister left for college.And..."
"Yeah..." I said again looking down.
"And after the accident, with you're injury, you won't dance anymore. You haven't been social much. You," I cut him off.
"Dad I get it I've changed. But it doesn't matter okay. Just forget it." I just can't hear about this anymore. I just want to forget what happened that day.
"No Charity! I can't forget it. You've completely changed. And I can't bare to see you shut yourself down."
"Shut myself down! I have not! Not performing anymore was my choice. Not going out more was my choice. It's my life!" I got really overwhelmed. I stood up and started walking out of the garage.
"Cher! Come back!" I hear him behind me. I started walking a bit faster til I was jogging. I couldn't help but shed tears. I jogged down my block towards the park. When I arrived at the park wiping my tears, I walked to a bench and sat down. I curled into a ball and just started letting out all of my emotions. As I start calming myself down, I check my phone and realized I've been here for the past twenty minutes. As I wipe my last tear, I notice someone walking towards me.
"Sweetheart, are you okay?" The elderly lady said to me with a concerned look.
"Yeah... I'm fine."
"No sweetheart you are not fine. You crying like this is not. What's wrong?" Crap! I should've went somewhere that no one can see me.
"It's not a big deal." The elderly lady sat down next to me.
"Are you sure? Talking about it might help."
I sniffed to breathed and said "Yes, thank you um..."
"Delilah. But you can call me DeDe."
"Um... thank you del..DeDe" I try to give her a smile. She sees me trying and gives me a smile back.
"I'm glad your trying. At least I lighten up your day." She starts standing up, but struggles.
"I'll help you!" I offered my hand for her to use to lift herself up.
"Aw thank you sweetheart. An old person whose 58 years old should not be by herself in park with no help."
"Well, why are you by yourself?" I asked curiously.
"My clingy grandson won't let my walk by myself. I needed some space away from him. He cares about me way to much. After I broke my hip, hell broke loose." I started laughing. She looks at me and smiles.
"Would you mind helping me carry my bag?" I had nothing else to do besides go home and face my dad. And I'm not ready.
"Sure."
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