part 1
It's already morning, I have to get up to go see my mother, my sister, and my father. Waking up is always like this. For me, my family is the most important thing in life.
We live in a small town called Saint-Malo, and here, all the neighbors help each other out to make ends meet.
My mother always wanted me to finish my studies, but unfortunately, it wasn't possible. But that doesn't stop me from thinking that one day I'll have a better life, or maybe a prince charming will come and find me. I believe in love, that love that makes you lose your head, that love that makes you forget all your worries and simply allows you to love..
haven't told you yet, by the way, my mom's name is Carlota, my dad's name is Rulio, and my little sister's is Jane.
Mom: Oyami, Oyami, Oyami!
Me: Yes, I'm coming, I'm getting dressed. I'm wearing trendy jeans, a little high-waisted white blouse, and sneakers that I like to wear because I'm very comfortable in them.
Mom: Hurry up, your friends are outside.
Me: Okay, I'm coming.
Jessy, Shane, and Carlos are here; they're my best friends.
Me: I'm here, Mom. Good morning, my friends. How are you this morning?
My friends: Very well, and you?
Me: Perfectly well.
Jessy: Come with us, we're going to see a movie. (Shane and Carlos) - Yes, come on, you won't regret it, I'm sure.
Me: I don't know, I have to see if Mom will let me go out.
Shane: Oh no, please don't mention it, I'll ask your mother myself.
Me: No, no, don't do that. I'll ask her myself, okay?
Shane: Okay, okay, whatever!
Me: Mom, my friends want to go see a movie together, can I go?
Mom: My daughter, I know this has to stop. This isn't what I want for you. I want a better life for you, not one where you're always crying. You need to start looking for a job. I don't want you to spend your life like your friends.
Me: Mom, stop it, my friends are here, they'll hear you, please.
Mom: I don't care, my daughter, you have to understand that life isn't like that…
Me: Okay, stop yelling, Mom, I'll start looking for a job tomorrow, I promise. I had tears in my eyes because my mother didn't understand me. I had other worries, but I preferred not to talk about them. What I know was that my eyes were filled with dreams and my head full of thoughts. But how could I talk to my mother, how could I make her understand that life doesn't end here, just because I couldn't finish my studies? God, help me.