It was a calm and starry night of the 24th of December; I was standing outside a church near our house with popcorn in my hand. I was wearing a dark brown jacket along with a black jeans and a silver necklace with a cross pendant. It was my favorite accessory for my mother gave it to me on my 13th birthday and it was also blessed by a priest. I wore it on my mum’s 40th birthday which is also the same day as the night before Christmas. The clothes were bought by my father as a part of his Christmas gift and we have the same taste in clothing so I liked it very much. I even kept them in my drawer even though it is too small for me to wear.
I was a dependent and immature kid that time and my mother always scolded for being so. I don’t wake up on my own. My mother is always there to wake me up during school days since forever. I can’t take responsibility on anything and I decide things without thinking about it. Although I can say I change a bit in terms of being dependent and immature and also about being late. I manage to wake up on my own (calls for a celebration), and I can live in my own feet now I guess and I have been mature in my actions and decisions for a couple of years now. I even take house responsibilities now, sometimes I do the washing and I even help my parents clean the house.
It was Christmas already when the photo was taken and most importantly it was my mother’s birthday. I was with my family that time, listening to the mass and also waiting to celebrate Christmas. After, we went home and celebrated my mother’s birthday party with all the family members; my cousins, aunties and uncles, and grandparents were there. My cousin took the photo but of course he had a photo with us too. I can say he was my closest cousin because he lived with us when he was studying in college. We used to hang out together, play basketball and play online games and I learned many things from him.
I was on my mid-2nd year of high school that time. I used to go to the...