The good times
Chapter 2: Do something
A/N: Here's Sara's best time as promised. I kinda stressed over this but I finally decided on a moment. Writing her worst time was a lot easier.
"Guess it's my turn again, isn't it?" Sara closed her eyes for a moment so she could remember her best time privately. She wasn't used to revealing her innermost thoughts or talking about her past, even though she was more comfortable with her co-workers than her own parents.
"My parents were never ones to show emotion. I guess they felt that it made them appear weaker. To this day I still have yet to see my father cry. He didn't even cry at my grandfather's funeral, and him and Granddad were close. My mom wasn't as bad. She cried a little at the funeral and when we heard about Abalyn but that was it. From them I learned to not express any emotion. If I wanted something I had to say it straight out or I wouldn't get it.
"I grew up thinking it was fine, that it was normal, to express no emotion. I was pretty surprised when I got to high school and saw people openly expressing their love, anger, and frustration. I was too scared to ask my parents, and I doubted they'd answer me even if I did ask them. I just ignored everyone and everyone ignored me.
"My mother encouraged me to get involved in something that interested me. She really should have told me that she wanted me to join the prom committee but since she didn't, I chose the science club. We met after school on most days and slowly they brought me out of the shell I'd been living in. I started to actually have fun in school, participate in class, I even signed up for the science fair with one of the guys from the club and our project won.
"I guess what I wanted to do was show my parents that I was a capable human being and not someone they had to shelter anymore. They'd been protecting me from the real world ever since Abalyn's death but I wanted to show them they didn't need to anymore. I guess I would have done the same thing if I had a child in that position but back then I was getting desperate.
"I spent all my time studying and learning because I was determined to go to a good university and get out of my house. I literally felt like I was suffocating because they kept m e so close to them. I was a little scared that they wouldn't let me go to university or wouldn't support me but I would be eighteen by then and they couldn't stop me.
"Graduation came and I was valedictorian. After the ceremony my mother hugged me and father told me that they were both proud of me. They looked uncomfortable at all the displays of emotion happening all around them and left after a few pictures. I felt abandoned and disappointed but I refused to show it. I wouldn't show it.
"On the day that I was leaving my father came into my room and sat on my empty bed. I would be leaving for university in an hour and he said he wanted to talk. He told me that he was extremely proud of me and that I could call if I needed anything, no matter what time it was. His eyes held unshed tears but he didn't let them flow over. He did hug me though, and kiss my cheek. He also gave me an envelope and told me no to open it until I was on the plane. My mom actually cried and hugged me tightly. They both told me they loved me and let me go.
"Once I was on the plane I opened the letter. It was a song that my dad knew I liked and he must have thought it fit the moment.
"You're alive, you gotta move/ You gotta do what you gotta do/ You gotta try, you gotta choose/ You gotta use what you gotta use/ Before you lose it
And don't believe that you have no effect/ You're a person to be reckoned with
You'll do something, no matter who you are/ You're gonna leave you're mark/ So use your mind and your heart/ Just do something, make a stand/ Change is in your head
By: California Dreams
"I guess that's that first time I realized that my dad would support me no matter what I wanted to do with my life. Their opinions and support meant more than I could ever tell them and to know that he would support me meant so much to me."
Sara got up to get another drink. All the talking had made her throat dry. She asked her friends if they wanted something but only Nick took her up on the offer. She smiled as she poured the soda into two glasses. She made a mental note to call her parents in the morning to thank them.
A/N: Here's Sara's best time as promised. I kinda stressed over this but I finally decided on a moment. Writing her worst time was a lot easier.
"Guess it's my turn again, isn't it?" Sara closed her eyes for a moment so she could remember her best time privately. She wasn't used to revealing her innermost thoughts or talking about her past, even though she was more comfortable with her co-workers than her own parents.
"My parents were never ones to show emotion. I guess they felt that it made them appear weaker. To this day I still have yet to see my father cry. He didn't even cry at my grandfather's funeral, and him and Granddad were close. My mom wasn't as bad. She cried a little at the funeral and when we heard about Abalyn but that was it. From them I learned to not express any emotion. If I wanted something I had to say it straight out or I wouldn't get it.
"I grew up thinking it was fine, that it was normal, to express no emotion. I was pretty surprised when I got to high school and saw people openly expressing their love, anger, and frustration. I was too scared to ask my parents, and I doubted they'd answer me even if I did ask them. I just ignored everyone and everyone ignored me.
"My mother encouraged me to get involved in something that interested me. She really should have told me that she wanted me to join the prom committee but since she didn't, I chose the science club. We met after school on most days and slowly they brought me out of the shell I'd been living in. I started to actually have fun in school, participate in class, I even signed up for the science fair with one of the guys from the club and our project won.
"I guess what I wanted to do was show my parents that I was a capable human being and not someone they had to shelter anymore. They'd been protecting me from the real world ever since Abalyn's death but I wanted to show them they didn't need to anymore. I guess I would have done the same thing if I had a child in that position but back then I was getting desperate.
"I spent all my time studying and learning because I was determined to go to a good university and get out of my house. I literally felt like I was suffocating because they kept m e so close to them. I was a little scared that they wouldn't let me go to university or wouldn't support me but I would be eighteen by then and they couldn't stop me.
"Graduation came and I was valedictorian. After the ceremony my mother hugged me and father told me that they were both proud of me. They looked uncomfortable at all the displays of emotion happening all around them and left after a few pictures. I felt abandoned and disappointed but I refused to show it. I wouldn't show it.
"On the day that I was leaving my father came into my room and sat on my empty bed. I would be leaving for university in an hour and he said he wanted to talk. He told me that he was extremely proud of me and that I could call if I needed anything, no matter what time it was. His eyes held unshed tears but he didn't let them flow over. He did hug me though, and kiss my cheek. He also gave me an envelope and told me no to open it until I was on the plane. My mom actually cried and hugged me tightly. They both told me they loved me and let me go.
"Once I was on the plane I opened the letter. It was a song that my dad knew I liked and he must have thought it fit the moment.
"You're alive, you gotta move/ You gotta do what you gotta do/ You gotta try, you gotta choose/ You gotta use what you gotta use/ Before you lose it
And don't believe that you have no effect/ You're a person to be reckoned with
You'll do something, no matter who you are/ You're gonna leave you're mark/ So use your mind and your heart/ Just do something, make a stand/ Change is in your head
By: California Dreams
"I guess that's that first time I realized that my dad would support me no matter what I wanted to do with my life. Their opinions and support meant more than I could ever tell them and to know that he would support me meant so much to me."
Sara got up to get another drink. All the talking had made her throat dry. She asked her friends if they wanted something but only Nick took her up on the offer. She smiled as she poured the soda into two glasses. She made a mental note to call her parents in the morning to thank them.