November 15, 2020
I've changed
I'm Eliah Valdez a 19 years old college student, when I was 18 I discovered how I change, how I become more matured and more lonely.
When I was 7 years old, I can't stay in a dark room, I can't sleep without light.
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"Mommy can you turn on the light?" I said while hugging her, I'm scared of the dark."Baby Isn't the lamp shade enough." I closed my eyes and try to sleep but I really can't.
"Please mommy." mom laugh a bit then stood up and turn on the light.
"There you go sweety." I hug her and she just kissed my forehead.
-----When I was 18 years old, I started to appreciate darkness, I started loving sleeping in a dark room.
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"Goodnight sweety." mom said, I just smiled at her, she then closed the door, without turning the lights off.I sight and stood up to turn the lights off, after that I go to bed, then started crying.
Tearing all the tears, that I kept whole day.
-----When I was 7 years old, I believe in fairy tales, in princesses and prince.
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"Mommy, please read me cinderella again pleaseee." I gave her the cinderella book."You really love this story huh?" I nooded and smiled at her.
"Sit down here." she pointed her lap and I immediately sat there and hug her.
"Once upon a time..."
-----When I was 18 years old, I started to hate it, everything that was written in the story are all wrong and just a fantasy.
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"You love cinderella back then." mom said I frozed after hearing it, I smiled bitterly, then look into the sky."And that was my biggest mistake." mom looked at me, before she ask I answered her.
"That was a lie, everything that was written in the story is just a lie, theres no fairy, no fairy god mother, no prince that will marry a cleaner, and no cleaner that will turn into a princess. What they said were right, pinanganak kang mahirap, mamamatay kang mahirap."
-----When I was 7 years old I believe in every excuses of my mom about my dad.
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"Mommy the teacher said we have to bring our whole family with us tomorrow." I said mom looked at me, then smiled."I'll talk to your teacher ok? Your dad is busy working sweety." I nooded and smile.
How come dad's always busy I never seen him in person, but maybe mom is right he's busy for my future.
-----When I was 18 years old I discovered my dad was really busy, but not for my future, but for his new family's future.
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"Gosh mom for 18 years! You made me believe that my dad was working to make my life better! But fuck! He's working for his new family!" I shouted mom was crying I can't help it."I did that because I don't want you to hate your father he's still your father." she almost whispered.
"You made me more mad at him."
-----When I was 7 years old, I don't want mom to leave me.
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"Mommy don't leave me in here." I ran and hugged her she laughed."I'm just gonna take a shower baby." I looked at her teary eyed.
"Ok I'll just take a shower when you sleep." then we walk and played to the room.
-----When I was 18 years old, I always wanted to be alone.
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"When are you going home?" mom texted.I just ignored it and, sat while drinking alcohol, I think I need more time alone.
-----When I was 7 years old, I cry for small things.
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"Mommy HUHUHU." mom looked at me worriedly."Why?" I pointed my broken toy.
"I'll fix it ok?" then I stopped crying.
-----When I was 18 years old, I still cry for small and big things but without my mom knowing it.
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"Aren't you gonna cry?" I looked at her with a questioning face."Your boyfriend just died." I just smiled.
After the funeral, a long day had past and a long hours I kept my tears when I started to feel I'm alone I cry.
-----I've changed, when I was a kid I was happy, now I'm always sad, I feel empty.
When I was just a kid I always wanted to grow and become a teenager already and now that I'm a teenager I wanted to be a kid again.
I don't wanna grow anymore, the more I grow, the more I was hurt.
I'm Eliah Valdez, and that's how I've changed.
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