A New Journey - Original Writing :: Papers

A New Journey - Original Writing A journey begins with a step, a voice, a vision or a loved one. My journey first began with a cry, unknowing what the future beholds, but in the end, I found myself at a destination which I did not visualise. A destination that was not meant to be. An end that became a new beginning. "Please don't do this to me, Ma." I said with a shaky voice. Already annoyed, my mother said, "I just can't afford it, okay?" "But what about my future? If I don't go to college, I won't even have one." "You know something? You are selfish. All you care about is yourself. Have you ever thought about my position? I don't have a job. I don't have a stable income. And you know what your father is doing about this? Nothing. Don't talk to me about this now." She said as she walked away. I followed her to the kitchen, unwilling to give in. "I'm selfish? You're the one who is selfish! Now all you think about is Gary. I'm your daughter! I came first! I'm supposed to be number one!" I shouted. My vision began to blur as a film of tear coated my eyeballs. "Why are you doing this to me, Ma? Every time you come home, all you do is talk to Gary. You know I'm alone. You know I don't have friends. And now I've lost you. I might as well be dead." I grumbled. "You are just so bloody stubborn! Go on. Go hang yourself." She ended the conversation with such hurtful words. With uncontrollable tears streaming out of my eyes, I ran into my room and slammed the door hard. I took out my journal and put in writing everything that had just happened. As I was doing so, I thought about my father; I hate him. It is his fault all this had happened. It was his cruel gesture that caused this mess. How is it that he had the heart to do