Where will I be in twenty four hours? Some might say that this question is encountered everyday. Throughout this week I have been living at one of my parents friend's house. It is disturbing how many times you think that when you can't go to a place called home after the day is done.
Waking up Monday morning not even in your own bed is a strange feeling, especially when you don't remember where you are,and all that you do know is that you are not in your own house. Going to school is awkward, being picked up after practice is awkward, eating dinner is awkward, and even going to the bathroom not in your own house is awkward. I know I said awkward a lot but, it was because doing all these activities were.
Everyday I had the same schedule, getting ready school, being at school, going to practice, and getting picked up after it was over. Eating dinner had awkward moments of silence, and the food was small portions. Every night I would take a shower brush my teeth and go to bed, after I would go and get in the bed and try to ignore the rumbling of my stomach, thinking all through the night can I make until the morning.
Throughout this experience, I was able to grow and become a stronger person mentally and physically. I am now able to be more responsible for myself and my actions. As I waited for this week to end by marking days on my calendar, I realized that I should work harder for the good things in life. Now I can be in situation where I am alone and can get over the factor of fear and use its conquest for good use. I hope that I can remember these days and look back on them with a positive light.
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It sounds like you ARE looking back on them in a positive light already. Which I admire.
ReplyDeleteThis is the second post of yours in a row which I've really enjoyed reading. You tell stories in such an optimistic light that it's hard not to smile about them, even when they're about tough situations like this one. I appreciate what you're doing!