Was haltet ihr von diesem Auszug?
Es tut mir echt leid,dass es auf Englisch ist,aber was haltet ihr von diesen Auszug aus meiner Geschichte. Sorry nochmal. Ich erwarte ehrliches Feedback,danke. Mom“ I Whisper. „Yes Marilyn?“ she answers. I am breathing and continueing Talking:“ Every time I felt Bad,somebody hurt me or I just hated myself I was painting one square decimeter of the ceiling black. And now…“ I cry and mom walks to my chamber. I am following her while crying the shit out of me. She looks at the completely black ceiling,her mouth wide open. „Mary…“ she says. „I know every single moment. The Square decimeter in the top, right corner describes my feelings when you and dad got divorced,then I covered my ceiling black when Jamie broke up,another time when Kate died because of me. I would never be able to forgive myself. I ˋm so sorry mom. But I just can ˋt take anymore. Life is so..so hard.“ I am saying my truth. She stays silent. I am falling on my knees and I am waiting until every single tear rolls down my cheek. „Marilyn. You are my daughter,you are one Part of me. I would never want to miss you in my life. You are the daughter I am proud of.“ „Proud of what,Mom? Proud of killing?“ „I know the last years weren ˋt easy for you. I see your world was just shaped by darkness. But now that will change. I have an idea. Stand up.“ She wants to stay strong for me,but eyes never lie. Tu peux sourire et dire que tout va bien,mais tes yeux ne mentent jamais. A sentence that will always be stuck in my mind. I stand up and she gives me a buck with white colour. I am confused until she keeps on talking. „I have a task for you,Mary. Everytime you have had a great moment you will draw one star/Point at the ceiling. Even If you smile,be happy or be grateful you will draw a star on your ceiling. Small moments can be happy moments too.“ With that she leaves me alone. In the following weeks I am trying to capture every happy moment I was experiencing. I look at my ceiling and I am suprised. There are so many stars. I am seeing I also had good days. For example: The meeting with Ava and Harper, the day I met Logan, Logan smiled, my mom played tennis with me and the day I saw I had superpowers. If I look now at my ceiling it looks Like magic. It looks like an universe. My universe. My little,magical universe. And I realised something. I am realising what Mom wants to tell me with that. A life is diverse. To live a good life you Need to go through the light and also the Dark. You Need to visit at least once every side to see the beauty. In our lifes we have good and bad times. We Need to accept their existence. The good side needs the bad one to exist . A life needs Both of those sides to be worth living. Now I am realising I needed this darkness to recognize the light. To recognize my own little universe.