First of all, I want total clarity with all my readers. This story is completely fictional and is in no way, shape, or form, a true story.
Every night, Ana wrote in her journal. Every mundane detail that she experienced in her life. You could tell when she was mad about something because the details wouldn't be totally coherent with one another. They would just come out in whatever way they came to her head. One day she wrote about the fact that her relationship with her on/off boyfriend, Alex, wasn't as cohesive as it's always been. She then wrote about how jealous she was that this girl Trish, who happened to like Alex, walked around the school with poise and grace and spoke with an eloquence that made Ana's stomach turn. But more than anything, she wrote about her life at home. She emphasized so much how she hated that her mom never spent time with her anymore because she was too involved with her boyfriend. These were the most fluid writings she had because they were real to her. No other feelings were more apparent to her than these. Every time she tried to talk to her mother about what was going on in her life, her mom ignored it. To Ana, this was a strong implication that her mom just didn't love her, at least not in the way a mother should love their daughter. It amazed her how she could write effortlessly about her mom using such a fine rhetoric that she could never seem to attain in English. She would use words that she didn't even know were apart of her vocabulary. Her mom truly brought those feelings out of her. Ana couldn't lie though. She mostly didn't like her boyfriend because she wanted her mom and dad to get back together. So, I guess you could say she was biased but what other daddy's girl isn't? She couldn't be impartial to the fact that her mom was just casually hanging out with some random guy when she should have been trying to make it work with the man she had three kids with. Did she have any integrity about herself? That's what Ana would think about her mom sometimes. Ana couldn't understand why any other guy was worth the time when she had a perfectly good man for her. She also wrote a lot about her dad. Her dad and mom split up about four years ago but and she never understood why they could let their love die after being together for 20 years. She wrote about not believing her dad loved her enough to stick around. But she knew that she'd love him anyway, regardless of whatever he'd done to her. That fact was incontrovertible.
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ReplyDeleteYou are a really good writer here, Lauren. It's nice to see a different side of you here.