Short Story

ENTRY #ONE

I was cleaning my room when I found my old journal. I recalled it was my journal three years ago. I stopped doing what I was doing and read some part f it.

“It wasn’t really much of a day. Nothing seemed different. I did my usual routine. I woke up early to get ready for school. I attended my classes. I stayed at my favorite café during vacant time. I got lost in my own world with my book and the delicious aroma of coffee. I went back home. And now, I’d be calling it a day.”

I realized I was so different back then. My life was simple. I didn’t have to worry anything except on getting A’s on my report card and what book to read next. I lived a simple and content life. I could hardly believe that three years could make my world turn 360 degrees.

I didn’t have enemies but I didn’t have friends either. I was alright being at the corner of the class treated invisible when they don’t need me. I was fine sitting alone in the library or eating alone in the cafeteria. I was used to being all by myself. I wasn’t anti-social; they just didn’t want me in their group.

I was the fifth wheel in class if there’s a thing like that. I was the nerdy girl whom the jocks and cheerios wouldn’t mind bullying because they benefit from me every day for making their homework. I was the miss-can’t-say-no wherever I go. I was so naïve then. I was always afraid. I didn’t know how to fight for myself.

My idea of happiness was being with a book and sipping a good cup of coffee. My idea of love was my grandparents growing old together and my parents aging together. My idea of fun was laughing my heart out with my siblings and cousins over a comedic movie or a silly joke. My life was alright.

Only three years passed but it’s already difficult to remember what it feels like to be that girl again. I didn’t change but the circumstances changed me. Or did I? Well, honestly I already don’t know. How could life be this unpredictable and uncontrollable? 

to be continued...