Twenty-Three Young

Entry 2

Thursday 9th July 2015

Three weeks

"All you care about is them!" My older sister protested.

"Wait, you'll see." She added.

That's all it took to be branded in my head all night. I couldn't sleep as a result and reflected on the judgments she made subtly. But including my youngest sibling to the argument was just overdoing it.

There was no doubt that I wanted to crawl in a corner, starve, or die some other way that will make it less painful. I knew what my sister was getting to and for some reason I got scared that it'll be added to her twisted dark mental notes when her vile mood resurfaces.

It's not surprising she said what she had said that left me feeling withdrawn. But it's astonishing how she left my parents heartbroken tonight and even more stressed than they are.

I wanted someone to talk to through all this hot mess and he was the first that came to my mind. However, my conscious preceded me to thinking that he's too exhausted from work to console me from the fight between my older sister and my parents.

That, at the end of it, subsequently triggered a whirlwind of feelings of hurt and worthlessness. I didn't bother to call.

"Where life may find itself, a bud unfurls" – Anonymous

We were all given a choice and we take it in different ways. I take mine off of a train from Italy to Spain that will be dropped off at Times Square.

Now that doesn't make sense right?

But who said any and everything had to make sense? Some of us fail to realize that it doesn't need a logical cause for everything. And you don't actually need a logical cause to execute a choice.

I made a choice to fall in love with a guy, not only he was eight years older than I was, but he was strangely peculiar. At that point, I accepted my choice thrown to me like a bean bag that would cushion my fall, and through all my concern, he was human too.

But Sergio is different. Light springs from his footprints as he trod.

He thought he wasn't good enough to meet my parents. How can he think for them?

In this world, people will categorize each other as to where they don't belong. These victims are seen as some extraterrestrial nature poisonous to the environment and young minds or just an outcast who isn't 'one of us'.

My parents see and know this and leave ignorant judgments at the serpent's tongue.

Sergio doesn't know what effect he leaves on most people, especially me. He has ambitions that are like daffodils growing on the surface of rocks. Yet he underestimates his gifted skills.

The next day, I rushed out to work. A well-known fact: I never get where I need to be on time for some reason. Never.