How a bird gained freedom

Chapter 2: Dreams

Every night in my dreams, I see Evan, I feel him, I feel the touch of his warm arms around me. Ever since I started talking to Evan my life has changed, I think i also changed as a person. Ever since last night’s talk with him, I started smiling everyday for no reason at all. I became a happier person, not caring what people say or think about me. It seems like a good change to me. Evan just simply lighted up my life, like the fourth of July!

I cant stop thinking of his words "Bye beautiful, we will talk soon". They give me a weird feeling, something i never felt before, and i like that feeling. I never want it to go. Soon seems like forever at the moment. I want to text him but i cant, i need to get out of my bed and get ready for school. My sisters already awake brushing her perfect looking white teeth. My brother is also awake, revising some math test he has, while my mom and dad are drinking Arabic coffee in the living room. I can smell the scent of warm Arabic coffee from my room diffusing its particles in the air. I wonder though if love can be diffused in the air from a country to another. Love, is that the weird feeling that I like? Is that the thing that’s making me wonder about strange stuff? I crave the feeling of love, There are no words I can find to describe it.

I usually arrive to school at 7:40 am. I know it's too early! How do I even manage to stay awake. Class after class, I keep thinking of Evan, but there is something that I didn't realize until now during economics class. The Irish guy! What am I going to tell him? Should I break up with him? I don't feel love towards him as I do towards Evan.

I can't break up with him! I will break his heart. I need to find a way to break up with him without hurting his feelings.

School is finally over, and I returned to my house at 3:30 pm. I actually like school. It’s one of the few places where I feel a little bit of freedom in. its also the only place where I spend the longest time away from my strict parents. no one can boss me around there.

After I ate dinner, I went quickly to my room to text Evan.

"Hi handsome ;)" I texted him. After a couple of minutes I got a reply from him.

“I missed you; I waited for you to text me all day."

"Why didn't you text me first then?"

"Because I still don't know the right time to text you. We have different time zones remember!"

"Oh yeah, so what time is it in Australia now?"

“It’s 1 Am."

"It's 4 pm here. How come you are still awake this late at night?"

"I tried to sleep, but I kept thinking of you, so I couldn't sleep eventually."

"I was thinking about you too this morning."

"Hahah. Nice! Can I call you babe or sweetheart?"

"Ummm, yeah sure, but why?"

"Because you are my sweetheart, my babe, my baby, and my love."

"Oh, that's sweet o you. I have a problem though."

"What's wrong baby?"

"Well, I want to break up with my Irish long distance boyfriend, but I don't know how. I don't want to hurt his feelings."

"Just simply tell him that you don’t have feelings for him anymore."

"But that might hurt his feelings! I actually don’t have feelings for him anymore though."

"Sweetheart, if you really want to end it with him, you will break up with him in any way, but it doesn’t seem like you really want to."

"No, I really do want to end it with him, because there is this guy i recently met that stole my heart."