Oh my goodness, it has bee a while since my last post. And a lot has happened. I have just finished my junior year of college. I’m a senior now. I thought it was literally just yesterday that I had my first day of college. It shows how quickly time moves. Hm… I don’t really want to discuss about my life right now. I want to simply write.
Whispers of yelling nudged Little Jim out of his tiny blue bed. He took a hold of his teddy bear and walked towards the noise half-asleep. It led him to his parents room. He took a careful peek through the little opening of the wooden door. Jim watched as his parents fought. The battle raging on. Of course, he didn’t understand, he just wanted them to simply stop. But it wasn’t a simple situation or at least it wasn’t to Jim’s parents. Words were blasted, avalanching into slaps, kicks, gasps, grunts, and screams. The closest thing that was supposed to represent love reared its ugly self to Jim. It wasn’t until a decade later, when Jane confessed her love to Jim that he remembered this.
I just wrote this on a whim. My father’s been pushing me to find a girlfriend… I just don’t get why the rush. He hasn’t shown me anything good about marriage. He should start with himself first. Change his attitude. Show me how wonderful marriage can be…
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