I pull up to my driveway, the engine turns off as I pull out my keys from the ignition. I sigh as I walk up to the porch and enter my house. Its the same procedure day after day and each day my infamous smile disappears.
Secluded in my room I try to concentrate but my door opens probably for the 4th time in the past hour.
“What are you going to do with your life? You think looking pretty is going to get you anywhere?” The usual commentary from my mother.
“ You think your all that don’t you?” She asks me this on a daily basis. I’ve learned to let this go through one ear and out the other.
“ You’re just going to end up like your father. Lazy, unemployed and useless.”
My emotions explode inside me like a thousand fireworks in the sky but all I can do is watch and listen. My father walks in, overhearing the conversation. His eyes glare at me and I just want to shrink back into a little ball.
“I’m trying to concentrate!” I try to explain to them but they don’t care. They start to argue about me and my future. My concentration collapses and I lose my sense of serenity. It’s deja vu each and everyday.
I strive for an ambient environment, a sense of acceptance and positivity, the chaos starts to get to me, I need to get away. I reach for my keys and get into my car.
“Where do you think you are going?” my mother asks.
“I don’t know,” I reply. I reverse and drive away, not sure of where I am headed, but determined to prove my mother wrong. My smile returns as a I realize that I can travel in any direction as long as I never lose hope.