Strict Ambition

Chapter 1

The sound of "Thinking out loud by Ed Sheeran" fills the small room.

I think to myself how I've always loved this song, it has so much soul.

Currently eating some left over chinese, and doing some blogging. Pretty much the only things I'm good at, blogging and eating.

"People fall in love in mysterious waaaaays!" I sing

And all of a sudden my mother barges into my room with a very obvious sickening look on her face. Ugh what does she want now!!

"Yes mother" I mumble

"Blossom why did you take all the Chinese leftovers?! You knew I wasn't cooking and everyone would be hungry. And your eating it in your room, it's so great how you respect the rules in my house!" She says

I swear her eyes are about to pop out of her head...

Furiously she makes her way over to me and shuts my laptop closed, hope my screen didn't break.

She continues this act of hers and starts taking the food out of my hands. I haven't ate all day is she serious, come on.

"I'm sorry I didn't know that Chinese leftovers was the only thing in YOUR house". I say sarcastically

"I don't understand why you have to yell at me every time you talk to me, why don't you yell at Ryan and Steve like you do to me? Huh , what makes them so special. Absolutely nothing." I say calmly

My mother stops in her tracks on the way out and turns around with a face full of disgust, shakes her head and says,

"I don't remember raising my daughter to be an ungrateful bitch, your brothers actually behave and do what I say and there younger then you. Maybe if you were more like them I wouldn't yell at you so much".

I hold a hard look on my face, I am not about to let her know that she hurt my feelings.

She slams the door, letting me know just how disappointed she is.

God this hurts so much. I've never done anything to her never. She's always accusing me of doing something wrong, and doesn't even recognize the good I do.

Immediately I feel tears pouring down my face, I can't cry. I shouldn't.

"No no you will not cry , you are strong, you are brave and you are better then this. It's alright, she will understand me one day and everything will be okay just be happy". I whisper to myself

As I continue to wipe my face and open my laptop back up, I think to myself how I need to just use moments like these to encourage my blogging. Believe it or not there a thousands of people who go through the same and need guidance. Helping these people is something I'm good at, I just wish someone could help me.

5 Hours later...

It's 12:30 am and im just finishing up a conversation with a follower. I could probably stay on a little more.

*Yawns*

I laugh, "Maybe not".

Closing my laptop, I switched the music to something even more calming. Ooh!

"Nina Simone would be great right now, yup good idea!" I say to myself

As I lay back down in bed, I start thinking to myself.

"I really need to get out of here, one day when I have enough money and I'm older. As soon as I'm 18! Why can't they all just treat me like a family treats eachother. My dad, my mom, my brothers. I feel so unwanted" I whisper

I shove a pillow over my head and scream for what seems to be years until I stopped, put the pillow back. I soon drift off to the music...