Chapter - 38

Stephanie Ivy Alonzo

I understood his words and I knew what he meant but still, I defended myself and replied to him

"I know!

But they treat me like a kid, which is too weird. I mean, it's not like I want this, but, you know, coming from a middle class, you have to make lots of sacrifices.

You might have lots of things out there from your desires and there are many things. I missed out on so many things. I am still confused about my future, and I really think that this is my second novel, which came so far.

You won't believe I published it without giving it a second. And this much attention was received that I didn't know that this would make my dream come true.

I mean, never in my life. I have thought about it but do you know what has happened. I am happy that this worked I really appreciate it, but somewhere"

"I understand But What do you want from them when you think they are doing for your own good!" He asked me within my thoughts.

I paused and looked at him, staring into his almond eyes.

"I need them to understand me. There are so many things that have changed in my life because of them, and it makes me happy to know that.

Yeah, they are worried about me, but sometimes they take it over which is not a good idea, you know? Right.

I mean, I'm there kid. They should believe in God if not me. Then God will Definitely keep me safe.

It's just I feel bad sometimes when they shout out at me and they say over words, which hurts me; it stabs like a knife in my soul.

I still try to adjust and do many things. I even can't open up in front of them. And they complain to other people that I am not opening up, I am doing that.

I'm doing this and all. It's like I don't know how to pretend in front of them. I am just the type of person who gets Sensitive, and today I opened up with you.

Sometimes, I am surrounded by people who know me from outer, and I pretend to be happy.

After so many things, I have shared from my heart with you; otherwise, I just don't open up. Usually, even my parents didn't know about this, and I lied to them about my difficulties too.

I have lied to their face that because they won't understand, that's why I seek help from some of my faculties."

He opened his mouth and asked me, "But why hide the Truth?"

"Before that, I published one work, but my parents acknowledged that I was too small, but it was one of my dreams.

Then they agreed, and later on, they started shouting and screaming. Then I had to stop my work.

I started updating yearly, you know like, can you believe it, like yearly, monthly, this will not be good? I mean, obviously, I've good views, and eventually everything will decrease.

Soon, my situation turned like I didn't get any good comments or something like that, and slowly, I got used to decreasing my collection of novels.

I just don't know. I told them about this thing. So after this, you know, right? I don't know why, but I felt so weird that I open to them, and then their response was not what I expected.

That eventually surrounded my mind, and then my mind and heart began to isolate, and within that time, millions of heartbreaks and millions of trust issues began to grow within that isolation period.

I think I wouldn't be in the interest of anyone right now.