The day my older sister got a shiny new bike from Academy was the day that I started getting jealous. It was like that whenever my sister got something: I would get something old of hers or not good looking and she would get a brand new one. For example, on Christmas, she got a brown dress, with ruffles and laces complete with nice black shoes, while I got a shirt with teapots. I always asked my dad if I could ever get something nice and brand new but he kept replying “Life isn’t fair Skye” or “Think about it that you are getting something new” or “Saves money.
The knowing of my parents getting divorced especially shocked me. I couldn’t stop thinking of how unfair it was, only seeing the face of one parent at a time over days, weeks? It hurt me deep inside knowing that my parents can’t be together or when they fought. I even wished before I went to sleep that my parents would get back together, but I knew it wouldn’t happen. But going through these issues, hearing my father’s words, I realized that life isn’t always fair.
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