THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
To some a battlefield may be a source of belonging and principle. Others see a battlefield, as a source of pride and a story to tell their grandchildren. However, to some it does not lie on just a war but it's a battlefield they conquer every day of their lives. An emotional encounter that leads's, them to the unexpected and the unknown. I'm dedicating this story to one of many people who triumph over a powerful emotion, an emotion that changes who you are and what you become later on. I'm writing about the battlefield of love…
Juliet awoke from sleep in such a comfortable atmosphere that she barely managed to resist the urge to fall back into a dreamy coma and never awaken. But thoughts of starting high school compelled her to move. She sat up and stretched her stiffen body, eager to greet sunlight but it wasn't found. Her clutter sat in dismal waiting to be threshed back to its original place. Yet, her avalanche of clothes was the least of Juliet's worries. Starting school in America was a challenge she wished she wouldn't be undertaking. Was it like how the movies portrayed it, as a kingdom of superficiality? Or was it her own imagination taking its toll? She set aside the questions and confusion and let her head be buried in the pillow case, wishing it would gobble her up and set her free from reality. As she dozed off to her imaginary world, where she was the centre of attraction and ruled over utopia, a roar of murmuring summoned her back to reality. It was her stepmother's frantic voice "Juliet you get your cute butt down here!! Your late for your first day of school what kind of impression would that give??"
"A sleepy one" she replied in a dazed tone.
Her outfit surprisingly was hung above the cupboard reminding her of what notion she planned on giving to the young Americans. Her customized black hoody, with a globe drawn vividly alongside a slogan written below the invading earth "God created wars to teach America geography" Yep she thought to herself that would make quite an impression. She cheekily smiled and decided to wear a mini skirt to elongate her legs. After all she didn't want all the attention to be on her hoody. That wouldn't be fair.