Day 6

After two weeks, many things happened not only in our family but worldwide because it continues— the pandemic of 2019. It is the case wherein many people, re-unite, suffer and hunger as well. But my family, we are in the middle of obstacles, I was obliged to do something more— find a job.

However, I cannot complain, we need to have strong bonds and unity to survive. While looking for a part-time job, I discovered more about my capabilities. I lean my time for my passion; because in my darkness times this is the one who helped me to conquer and embrace who I am.

I decided to write again, but this time I tear my pen.

While I am focusing on my paper and thinking about an emotional poem. My Dad walked in front of me. “What are you doing?” he asked.

My parents didn’t know that I am in love with writing. I did not totally hide it; I just want to close this matter with myself because I am not ready for any negative feedback coming from them.

“Nothing Dad,” I quickly answered and hid the two things in my back.

“If you want to be a writer, I tell you, you cannot earn from that. You’re wasting your time. Just stop imagining.”

He left with numerous what ifs. A few seconds, I felt heavy tears inside of my two eyes. I tried not to cry but it is now fallen.

Not now, but soon I can prove myself to you and you will be proud of who I am.