Spring Break: A Short Story

Growing up, I was met with darkness. Every time I thought I had done something right, it always turned out to be wrong. Everything I did wrong ended in my own desolation. He called me feeble; because I could not handle the agony he forced me to face everyday. I could not escape his wrath; no matter how hard I tried. He was always there; ready to pounce like a tiger waiting to capture his meal. My heavenly mother met my little brother Tanner’s dad when I was just a petite little one-year-old child. She left my dad, because she could not handle how he treated her or her two daughters. She told me a story from when I was an infant that he took a baseball bat, and broke the window of the car, on the side where I was sitting at. That was the final
It was not unusual for me to have a book in my hands, since I have a deep love for reading. I have always loved to read and it is not unusual for you to find me with my nose in a book. Robert came inside from working outside in the garage, and his hands were all filthy, and covered in grease. He grabbed my book from my hands, and tossed it on the floor. He told me I should be doing something productive, like cleaning the sinks and mirrors in the bathrooms. After telling me to go do chores he grabbed my wrist, and told me I was not allowed to read or even pick up a book for the rest of the
But for that to happen, we have to be willing to be vulnerable to what is. Being vulnerable means that our soul is open for things to arise in it. It is not defended.” A.H. Almaas said this quote. This quote brought me to tears, because reading it made me realize that being vulnerable is being strong. I never noticed that before, and I just thought it was a beautiful thing. My mom always tells me I have the biggest heart of anyone that she has ever met, and I used to think that she meant it was a bad thing. Now I know that it is actually a good thing, it is good to care, and to let yourself cry. A lot of people think that crying makes you weak, but I think that it shows that you are strong for letting your true feelings show. I have been strong all along, and was raised by a coward. Looking back on my past today, I am thankful for what happened in my past. It shaped me into who I am today, and I could not be more thankful for the opportunities I have had in life, the people I am lucky to call my friends and family, the home I now live in, the freedom I have gained, and a fresh start with a better life. It means the world to me, and I would not want to have it any other