by gigi Fri Apr 06, 2012 2:01 am
Paloma shrugged, "I'm a boring person, only fit to have a boring story."
Thinking it over, she sighed. The Slytherin had told her the story of her life, it was only fair for her to do the same.
"It's not much of a story," she warned, "It's nowhere as complicated as yours. Where to start. . . well, ever since we were little, my siblings and I were raised to be perfect, my parents expected the world of me. But if they expected the world of me, they expected the universe from my older sister. I didn't realize it, I was too naive, young, whatever."
"When we moved to Germany," she continued, "my sister decided she would stay at a friend's house so she could continue at Hogwarts. My parents were against it at first, but they ended up giving in. Anyway, that year - her fifth - she decided she wouldn't follow my parents wishes anymore. She went out, got drunk often, did what she wanted, whenever she wanted, and started having more fun. Studied, yes, but only what she felt was necessary, because she herself didn't like getting bad grades, she didn't do it for my parent's sake."
"Her grades dropped, and, of course, she wasn't top of her year anymore. She didn't give a damn, my parents, on the other hand, were pissed. I don't remember exactly what happened, I was in school at the time, but they had a huge fight at around January. When I went home for the summer, my sister sent me an owl telling me she would be spending the holidays with her friend and wouldn't be going home that year. They ignored each other for a few months, until, eventually, things started getting back on track."
"They still love each other, I'm sure of it, even if they don't always show it, but things will never be the same between them. They still disapprove of what she did, and they'll never talk about work and those things now that she's working in a Muggle jokeshop," Paloma told her, "That fight happened in my first year. After my sister 'rebelled', they started expecting the world, the universe and a bit more from me. I did that. For my whole second year and three quarters of my third I tried too hard to please them, I was so scared of being a failure in their eyes. Scared of doing to them the same thing my sister did. Even though I loved her, I was raised by my parents, I agreed with them that was she did was wrong. I didn't think it was something absurd, but I still thought she made a mistake. But now. . ." she sighed, "I'm just not sure I can take it anymore. Being perfect is the synonym to a lot of pressure on your soulders."
"So yeah," she concluded, "that's my not-so-important story."
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