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At the moment the words came out of my father’s mouth
Even though I thought of myself as selfish to think so, I did not care that he was appointed the King
I still didn’t think it was fair however. Instead of thinking negatively, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
At the moment the words came out of my father’s mouth, I felt a hard, sharp pain in my stomach, as if the sound of his sharp, cold voice had formed into a thousand tiny swords.
The buttery and crisp lobster on my plate, which I always had loved so much, had suddenly become cold and uninviting.
I felt like crawling in a hole and never coming out, because, frankly, I didn’t want to move.
Especially, it meant my own home, which was a pale red brick and dotting the city boundaries.
All I had now was 3 more months to savor the last bit of home.
Maybe this is what god wanted for me.
Maybe I was moving to face my destiny.
At the moment the words came out of my father’s mouth, I felt a hard, sharp pain in my stomach
, as if the sound of his sharp, cold voice had formed into a thousand tiny swords.
I dropped my fork, and it landed on the table with a shrill clang. The buttery and crisp lobster on my plate, which I always had loved so much, had suddenly become cold and uninviting.
I felt like crawling in a hole and never coming out, because, frankly, I didn’t want to move. I didn’t know how my sister or my cousin felt, but to me, York was home. Even if we moved, that wouldn’t change.
Home to me meant the vast, rolling green hills and deep blue skies. It meant the grey stone spires of the York Minster from the heart of the city. Especially, it meant my own home, which was a pale red brick and dotting the city boundaries. I did not want to leave a single centimeter of it behind.
“I’m happy for you, father. I’m really going to enjoy Port Royal.” my sister smiled,
breaking the awkward silence.
She took a bite of her lobster. Oh, curse her. Curse her for being able to say that line with such joy and happiness. Even though I thought of myself as selfish to think so, I did not care that he was appointed the King. The only way that it was affecting me was negative. I looked back at my cousin, who in turn began to speak.
“It will be exciting.” she whispered.
I rolled my eyes, groaning. I began to open my mouth to speak, to talk back, to speak my true feelings. However, I realized there would be no use in arguing.
My father had already accepted the position. All I had now was 3
more months to savor the last bit of home. I still didn’t think it was fair however.
Instead of thinking negatively, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Maybe this is what god
wanted for me. Maybe this move was going to help me make a difference in the world, like mother had told me. Maybe I was moving to face my destiny.
At the moment the words came out of my father’s mouth, I felt a hard, sharp pain in my stomach, as if the sound of his sharp, cold voice had formed into a thousand tiny swords.
The buttery and crisp lobster on my plate, which I always had loved so much, had suddenly become cold and uninviting.
Especially, it meant my own home, which was a pale red brick and dotting the city boundaries.
“I’m happy for you, father. I’m really going to enjoy Port Royal.” my sister smiled, breaking the awkward silence.
She took a bite of her lobster. Oh, curse her. Curse her for being able to say that line with such joy and happiness. Even though I thought of myself as selfish to think so, I did not care that he was appointed the King. The only way that it was affecting me was negative. I looked back at my cousin, who in turn began to speak.
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