Once upon a time, there was a « single girl » called Blossom, she doesn't believe in love and lived at Seven Hills near Sydney, she opened her eyes in a family full of rules, full of fears and feelings of insecurity, she used to dream a lot but she was realizing the fact that «there are limits for everything she wanted to do», her father was the manager of the most famous music band in their town, her mother was a teacher, they had two cars, a small garden, and a dog. She was full of energy, love, and passion, otherwise, she was fond of reading fairytales, due to her limited reality, all she could do was dreaming and penetrating those magical fairytales that sometimes gave her a bright of hope. But there was no one understanding her feelings and thoughts, she was fragile inside surrounded by a sad aura, the adolescence years passed very fast and dry, thus she was broken, lonely, but she makes sure that someday she won't be broken either lonely anymore, she believed she would be happier and brighter one day, she's Blossom so her name really reflected her personality.
From Blossom's diary :
Yes, I'm broken alone and whenever I have friends I either act overdose or be isolated, and thus I don't know if this because of my kind heart or because of people's behavior! what about dreams? and broken promises, unseen intentions, unspoken words, unhappy faces. Actually facing all that just broke my shiny wings, took me away from the real me, at a moment the noise of people's words hid my inner desire, I decided to be a voice but just as the sunset come down I became an ego! I decided to be the controller of my ship, but I became one of the passengers sitting without knowing the destination, I decided to be the flower that produces unforgotten perfume, but I just became the unseen one, I decided to be always positive ..but what's the benefit of being like that? I decided to cross all the doors without stopping, then I realized that all the doors were saying "stop you won't reach anything"
I run and fall when I run and walk then I run and fall again, falling actually didn't stop me, it was motivating me ....until I arrived an unseen path ..so what's the benefit of being motivated all the time? After being kind to all people, I lost my spark of light, then I stopped so I realized that I wasn't drilled to be kind.I'm not where I want to be, I'm not where I need to be, then what's the benefit of the hard work? The smiles at their faces only made my eyes sad, the traces of their lies only made my heartbroken.
One year passed, she was eighteen years old, she realized that life was just as a roller coaster, quick and fearful, she was oddly despaired between whether to follow her heart again or just to follow her mind; she was in the last year in high school, she got a best friend called « Beryl», same age and dreams so what's the difference! actually Beryl wasn't in a limited world, she was bold, wild and no one can stop her steps, but she was suffering from lack of confidence, she was always in need of courage and support, her father was a director, her mother a businesswoman .so she spent most of her time alone at home, so Blossom was her only motivation and friend. They studied together, shared their points of view in life, they had almost the same dreams and wishes, spending time together thinking of their lives after, their adolescence life made them feel like flying to heaven and back, talking about handsome boys that don't exist in their small town, those boys who only exist in fictional fairytales, they were almost time talking about prince charming, fame, money, stage, songs and styles and diets. They were certain towards their goals, graduating from high school, going to the art college in Sydney, take some music auditions, enter the fame life and discover life, meet their fictional characters who don't exist here ...Beryl: « Blossom do you think we are pretty enough to attract those fictional characters ?»' we are the prettiest girls in town so what do you think? 'It was their first day going to the gym, still just two months before graduating so to make sure they had their body -goals they made sure to exercise on a daily schedule. They were both excited and confused on their way to the gym, a new road, new people around them looking at their beautiful faces, and their long hair, their happy faces, when they hold their hands, they could own the world of their dreams, when they talk together a punch of tremendous ideas appear, indeed they were surrounded by a cheerful glory, their beliefs, goals, and words could move mountains, But when they reached the gym it was closed ........
TO BE CONTINUED
