A Short Story
Think Before You Speak
I really hate when people or one person tells you what to do or who to be, no one can tell who you are except you; so if I like something a lot and I want to show how much I like it does it mean that you can critics me if you don't like me the way I am just have nothing to say about it.
That's your choice you know so I won't be angry but I hate to see people hating on other people choices or their hobby like for example you love anime to the extent that you have maybe vampire knight wallpaper or you are dressing like them or try to speak Japanese that is your choice.
So there are things that I like but won't obsess about it cause I don't see the need to do that while others will go far and that's fine that's your choice you see everyone has a choice whether you want to fit in or stand out right yeah of course we do.
The moment that your parents say it's your choices it like another trick question most parents have their children future plan out before the moment they are born my mom is quite different she told me to do what I want to do.
Me I want to a lot of things when I was younger just because they seemed cool at the moment but as I got older thing seemed so boring you had to get a job that paid good money and you had to be under someone that makes me realise how naive and stupid I was,
Thinking back to that I realise that I slowly started to lose that childlike look at the world and started to become and an adult so I stop and I am trying to get back my way of the childlike self back and I have slowly gained a little bit.
That's why I started writing I enjoy being able to create someone something that didn't exist before out of my mind that slowly only saw that world as another day of school, follows the rules and you will fit into society like if.
As a person, you are supposed to be a certain way that isn't your personality that makes you able to deal with everything about you I really am starting to hate getting told what to do let me be my own person for once yeah I won't do anything too bad but stop telling me how to live.
That's my choice and that's what I want I look up at my mom and say "I am not a child anymore so stop telling me what to do I am so sick and tired of having to follow your rules and I will stop."
With that said I get a slap to face and I gasp in shocked but I knew that would come anytime I spoke up then again this is the first time she ever hit me but I did disrespect her time to take the door and I will make it on my own now.