I feel like I haven’t presented myself, ahem, my name is Gloria like glory in Spanish. I’m a girl in her twenties and I don’t go to college. Yeah, that is all people care about as soon as they hear my age “ Do you go to college?” No! Who said every twenty year old is supposed to go college, is there a rule like that? But to be honest, yes, I would really like to go, I wanted to be a doctor. Sounds basic like any other dream, but yeah. I didn’t know what to do a few months ago, I didn’t have something as simple as a “dream”, and I kept telling myself that was ok, but the people around me saw it as an anomaly. I was just going to do whatever, you know, a good paying career that only requires 3 years of studying and off to work. But recently I found something I like, I’m really into anatomy and how the body functions and work so I decided I wanted to be a surgeon. I even enrolled in college and was going to start it. But the money I had was not enough to cover for my clases so I had to drop them, and my dream ended up being just that, a dream. I live with my mom and my little sister, my mom is kinda sick and can’t work a lot, and my sister is a ten year old brat so I have to be the support for my family, another reason why going to school would be inconvenient. I have a best friend and you could say my only close friend, her name is Emily and even tho she is not always there and we don’t talk everyday, we know everything about each other, or that’s what I would like to say. I don’t even know myself completely, so who would know me?
Today I woke up feeling kinda good, went to take a shower, did my hair and put on some make up, I’m not very fond of make up but today was a feel good day, and put on some pretty clothes, I was coming out of the bathroom when I heard my mom screaming.... Not again, not today, why today? She was screaming to somebody in her room, a tall guy with hazel eyes and dark brown skin, slender arms and long legs, a guy that looked like he was in his 30’s, wearing a white tee and jeans or at least that’s what she said, all that I could see was a big and scratched white wall. My mom’s schizophrenia gets really bad sometimes, today just happened to be one of those days. I calmed her down and gave her her medicine, she is sleeping when my little brat wakes up. My sister is the total opposite of me, white porcelain skin, big round greenish eyes, black hair and doll face. She is cheerful and full of charisma, the type of person you would see surrounded by people who adore her, even tho she tends to be rude with people, but they forgive her cause she is a little kid and she is cute. As cliche as that sounds, it’s completely true. She’s standing there with her pretty hair all tangled up and her eyes half closed, “Good morning” she says. “It’s 2 afternoon Angelica” I tell her while I rub her face with the water in my hands, “ You should go wash your face and come eat lunch” I tell her while I shove her into the bathroom, she asks me what’s for lunch and I tell her we have her favorite: spaghetti and she rushes. I mentioned my sister is a brat with everyone but I seem to be the exception, she does all I tell her and behaves well. She is not even that way with mom so I’m glad she is at least with me. The rest of my day I’m in my computer either watching Netflix or reading random articles. I’m curious enough to read almost anything, I enjoy reading. My mom is outside talking on the phone, she is not manic anymore, thanks god, I already forgot how I wanted my day to be, I guess I’ll give it up for another day. I’m not exactly a negative person but I’m not the positive one either. At night I’m lying in my bed finally after a shower, and I’m suddenly hugging my pillow and crying my eyes out, why you ask? Idk, it’s been a while since I started this routine every night, is not because I’m sad or unhappy, but crying for no reason somehow gives me the strength to wake up the next morning, it gives me a purpose to live through another day, cause I know, I’m going to be able to just cry at night again, while the time passes and sun comes up again to burn my eyes. Now year 20, I’m in my middle twenties and my life hasn’t changed, until I met him......
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