Finding Stability

"Hey, wake up! You have work to do!" Mia's mom- Maria said. Hey, I'm Mia, and yes I'll be narrating my own story. It's easier that way. So where do I start, I'm fourteen. I like writing and I am problematic. And I crave stability. In my fourteen years of life, I have been in and out of houses. I lived in the forest and also the city. I lived in huts and mansions. Yes, that's true. However, this quest of finding stability may be different now. Will I stay? Will I find the stability I crave? Here's another painful goodbye I need to go through. I am leaving Tacurong City, going to Cebu. "Hey Jash, this is it." "Omg Mia? Again? But you stayed here for what? Six months? Mia, no. Don't leave." "Sorry, that's just how life goes. I'll keep in touch." PS: I never did. Here I am, in Cebu City, getting ready for another six months of instability. But wait, if you're wondering why I left; I am the reason. I am struggling with depression. Yeah, but it's fine. I will be fine, here, right? "Mia..." "Yes, Mom?" "We'll stay here now, in Cebu." "Why? WHY MOM?!?" "We can't afford to keep moving anymore. Your hospital bills are piling up, and your dad's company is dropping." " Come on Mia, can't you just heal for once? You're the cause of all our problems. Instead of helping us with our problems. You're one of the problems. Don't you know how hard your dad works? Everyday? Just for you...all for you. Yet you still have the nerve to be depressed. Look at your scars Mia, I don't know how I will remove that." "It will affect your future!" "You're such a disapp-" "Hello Mia!", dad interrupted. Then my mother continued yapping and yapping about my problems. But I already explained it to her, I don't know what is the reason. This is why I need to find stability, because like crimson waters at war; I don't know the blues of the water I see. Another day is here and in my story you'll see the war I have started and my quest to end it.