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, un agniseing 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 dont do this to me, Ma. I said with a shaky voice. Already annoyed, my bring said, I just cant afford it, okay? But what about my future? If I dont go to college, I wont even have one. You k today something? You are selfish. exclusively you care about is yourself. Have you ever thought about my position? I dont have a job. I dont have a stable income. And you know what your father is doing about this? Nothing. Dont talk to me about this now. She said as she walked away. I followed her to the kitchen, unwilling to give in. Im selfish? Youre the one who is selfish Now all you entail about is Gary. Im your daughter I came first Im supposed to be number one I shouted. My vision began to blur as a film of frivol away 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 Im alone. You know I dont have friends. And now Ive lost you. I might as well be dead. I grumbled. You are just so bloody stubborn Go on. Go bent-grass 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 range 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 intercommunicate that caused this mess. How is it that he had the heart to do