The Life Of Eden

Chapter 1: The Trip

    My two friends and I friends and I are planning a trip to Canada in a couple of months. We have bought the plane tickets and booked the hotel for the week we will be there. All this started last year when we started to branch out together into the life of adulthood as we call it. We went to a Bad Bunny concert and loved it. It was the best experience ever even though we sat there for about an hour and half waiting for the concert to start since there was no performance before Bad Bunny. We also went on our first road trip to Vegas for my birthday and spent three days there loving the atmosphere. I also got my first tattoo there even though I am terrified of needles. After last year we decide that every year we would travel out of state at least once a year and got to at least to one concert a year together, and since Italy is too expensive for us right now and the fact that none of us have ever been on a plane, and let’s not forget that I’m terrified of small places, heights, and have fear of drowning. We decided that Canada was the best option since the flight was not that long and it was cheaper to go to Canada. I don’t know how I am going to cope when the plane is landing or taking off since I can’t have my music playing, but I am super excited to be going to Canada with my friends in a couple of months.

            Telling my mom was easy since she is fighting with my dad. He has cheated again and has stop helping around the house. He no longer helps pay billings it is only my mother and I paying the bills. He has even asked for help from me to help pay his bills and not wanting to be a bad daughter I have given him money. My trying to deal with my dad’s infidelities has given me the freedom to live my life without asking many questions, but it is not like she has ever asked me any questions about my life. The only persons I tell about my emotions and problems are my friends and even then. I don’t tell them everything there is a lot that I keep to myself. They know that I love music but what they don’t know is that I also love to dance. I mean I don’t really know how to dance I have the only one moving, but they don’t know that. I have always told them that I don’t know how to dance which is true but I also tell them that I don’t like to dance. They don’t know that that deep down in my soul and heart I want someone that will love me unconditionally, that will love me for me for who I am, that will love all. My ugly sides, that will help me love myself for who I am, and that will help me forgive myself for not being the daughter that my mother wanted and wished for. I want to loved and cherished by a man with a beautiful smile and eyes that sparkle every time he sees me. I don’t need a perfect man or want a perfect man I just need want a man that loves me for me.

            As the weeks go by my excitement for this trip gets bigger it almost feelings like I have butterflies flying around my stomach every time I think about Canada. As the weeks go by my friends’ personalities have started clashing. Yazmine is a very organized person and wants to schedule our trip down to the second while Lilliana more of a carefree person and wants to leave everything until we are in Canada. She wants to go with the flow once we are there. I wanted to have an idea of what places we really wanted to see but be as carefree as possible.