I open my book, I instantly start scrawling on my journal. I already knew my title, my paragraph, and my ending. I am scheduled to write; morning, afternoon, evening and night; I personally love writing at night, it gives me a chance to reflect on what I have written, eager to start a new chapter all over again. I look forward to it.
I NEED A VACATION; a title I need to cover.
I NEED A VACATION
Summer has started; I can confirm from the amount of times I feel my body melt any time I step a foot out my door. It's even much worse with my body outside. The sun ray hits me like boiling water poured all over me; wait that sounds painful, I should have put another connection; but it's not like I'll give it to someone for a read, I'll just leave it be. I always pant, the need for water when I'm outdoors is crucial. Sweat trickles down my cheek and lands on the ground, it trails me as I walk. I won't lie it's really embarrassing; but atleast I'm not the only walking kettle outdoors.
I skip a huge gap.
I spend hours browsing on my phone, desperately looking for vacation spots, every site I see is good but, I have to find one that I can relax at, with no noise; at least not that much. I envy my friends. All of them are going out of the country for a vacation; and not like a city vacation, a tropical holiday; every one of them. Our conversations are becoming more saddening; for me. Every talk is of my friends discussing what they're going to do on an island, and me, I just sit awkwardly, observing how elated they are. I wish that I had something fun to gist about aswell.
I skip a line; a bunch of lines.
They notice my 'uninterested' look, and end their playful banter, and their eyes switch to concern, and actions now comforting. I tell them they shouldn't feel bad; I shouldn't be the reason why they take a pause on their engaging conversation. They do all they can to cheer me up; it works, but, no one can make me laugh the hardest like Kaito does, one of my best friends in the whole world and my personal joker, Julia is my best friend aswell; she will strangle me if I don't mention her name.
This is why I love my friends so much; they're like my family, all of them.
I remember what April pointed out to me a week ago; she suggested that I ask my parents if they're considering a vacation this summer, I shook my head slowly and smirked. In my head I highly doubt that my parents will listen to me when I add the word vacation. I told her I'll try; I wouldn't want to turn her indication down. April was the sweetest in our friend group; it feels like hell yelling at her.
I heaved a sigh; I was unfortunately coming to an end, but writing about me and april's recent conversation hit me. "Maybe, I should try talking to them" I mumble under my breath. I place the tip of my pen to add the last bit on the page.
If I am able to successfully sway my parents into this talk; I would be happy either way, at least they consider it.
I don't want to waste my summer...again.
8:05 August 1st