SWEET INNOCENCE

First step: eye contact

"It's innocence when it charms us, ignorance when it doesn't"

-Mignon McLaughin

Usually before 9:00 I'd be asleep already, but it seems that my mind has different plans and decides to stay awake without my permission.

Knowing that I would not be able to sleep anymore, I grab my laptop and go to Netflix to continue watching my favorite anime,  Naruto, it's about a kid who was abandoned by the village after the nine-tails demon attacks the village and a lot of people die, including Naruto's parents Minato and Kushina, 

He hates Sasuke but loves Sakura,  and unfortunately for him, the hokage decided that he would be in a group with both Sasuke and Sakura and they all will be called team seven and they are lead by Kakashi Hatake, who was once a pupil of his father

Naruto's childhood is a very sad one, he was hated and bullied by the villagers without him knowing why and no one had the kindness to tell him but in the end his homeroom teacher, Iruka starts loving and understanding him and now his teacher gives him attention and eats with him ramen

Sometimes I really hate how arrogant Sasuke is but at the same time love it, and I cry every time the past of Naruto appears but I squeal every time Naruto shows Sasuke who's boss and when I see the friendship developing between Sasuke and Naruto. 

I grab a tissue and dry my tears, another tearful episode really, and pause for a moment to hear if any of my parents are awake

The sound of footsteps are heard outside my bedroom door as I immediately close my laptop and place it back to where I got it and grab my blanket as I hug my stuffy close to me and close my eyes incase anyone entered my room

Before I knew it, I was losing consciousness and my body started to relax and nothing anymore came to mind....

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I groaned, pulling my blankets over my head to block the sunlight from hitting my face and waking me from my wonderful nap

"Isa? darling , It's time to wake up" Someone shook me as a sigh escaped my lips, I pull the covers down, knowing that I'd have to wake up anyway

poor sleep

I should have slept earlier yesterday

"Did you sleep later than usual?" my father asked me while stroking my legs, the thing is ever since I turned fourteen my dad has been a bit more touchy with me, sometimes his hand would be near my thingy but he never went there, I told my mom but she said that that's just me overthinking like always, so I let it go

"nope" I lied my eyes looking everywhere but my dad

he sighs, standing up "I'll let this slide only once, since this is the first of it, but I do not want a second one, ok?" I nod my head

"answer me verbally Isa" his voice stern

"yes, daddy" his scary eyes soften a bit after hearing my voice, he nods

Truthfully, I have never been in trouble before. I always listen to my parents, always, not once have I disobeyed, when they told me to get high grades, I did, when they told me to clean the kitchen, to cook, I did it all, so suddenly disobeying felt weird and I felt guilty,

is this how disobeying supposed to feel??

I ask myself as I feel my heart start raising and my eyes sting "I'm sorry, I just couldn't sleep and I had nothing to do and I didn't want to disturb you guys and-  "