I had my life all planned out on paper since I was nine years old.
Talk about a young girl so full of vision, one who knew her onions and was so focused on where she was headed.
But these were the lies I made people believe of me. I had them thinking I had my life all planned out and was ready to go for whatever I wanted. I lied...
Because each time I claimed I needed retreats to build upon my vision, I laid lifeless hiding beneath the shadows...
This began when I was seventeen years old..
The day I had met him.
For a girl who suffered teenage depression all through her life, even as a preteen, I thought awakening love would be my pathway to healing.
"Hey, Doxa!!!" I heard his voice, shouting my name down the corridor. I gave myself the appellation "Doxa" when I was twelve. In quest of my purpose, the name came into being, I just knew God had a glorious destiny for me so I decided to be called "Glory" in Hebrew.
Luis was my spec. My perfect definition of 'Mr Handsome" like,who wouldn't behold his alluring facade and be smitten?
"Yeah, hi" I smiled, waving back at him.
"How are you doing?" he asked, still in the warm embrace
"Fine," I was still smiling gleefully and don't blame me. It's not like it wasn't worth it. He was "drop alive" gorgeous!
"You smell nice", he sniffed me as we withdrew the hug. " thank you," I blushed, there was also something delicate about his compliments that always swept me off my feet.
"You welcome, are you busy this evening?" He asked, giving me a light smile with his mixed American accent.
"Em...no, why?" I knew why. He usually asked this whenever he missed me.
At this point,I must admit, I am even scared to continue narrating. I'm afraid I would rip open my scars again...
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
THIS IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION. ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENT THAT SEEM OTHERWISE SHOULD BE CONSIDERED COINCIDENTAL. DO NOT PLAGIARIZE!
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