“Friendship, I suppose, comes at a price”
Robert Louis Stevenson, Big World
The road rushes past me as I stare down at the never-ending highway lines, listening to the Volkswagen’s engine threshing away behind us. Never thought that I’d be doing something that I’ll regret for the rest of my life, but here I am, a whole milestone away from my family, speeding down the highway before the sun rises, and as the sky turns a soft blue. I see the sun breaking the horizon as it shines its warmth down on me. Then I get the faint smell of stale cigarettes, and in the corner of my eye, I see Biggie lighting a ‘ciggy’ and taking a long drag before opening his eyes and sitting up with Meg in his arms.
As we drive by the next town from Broome, I suddenly …show more content…
Fear and trepidation were rooted deep within me as the casket stood before me withholding my mother. I gaze over the church and I feel overwhelmed as I witness hundreds of people that have come to say their prayers and goodbyes to the most important person of my life. Although, my heart began to sink as I could not see the familiar face of Biggie anywhere in the church. As we begin to stroll her coffin out of the church, rain begins to ferociously fall upon the roof and as slowly slide into the back of the hearse. Tears streaming down my face heavier than the rain. I gaze over towards the entrance of the church and I see Biggie and Meg standing together under one umbrella like a …show more content…
I feel as if he has given me an ultimatum, which I cannot answer. He says, “Why turn back now, after all we’ve been through you still wish to turn back”. I ask myself the same question over and over till it feels like I am banging my head against a wall, "What do I want?" I look deep into my heart but I cannot find an answer, although I feel as if I need to fulfil my mother’s wish no matter what but nor do I want to end my prolonged friendship. I did not want to end our dream of escaping, of pissing off north to find some blue sky. Nor did I want to abandon my mother’s last
Robert Louis Stevenson, Big World
The road rushes past me as I stare down at the never-ending highway lines, listening to the Volkswagen’s engine threshing away behind us. Never thought that I’d be doing something that I’ll regret for the rest of my life, but here I am, a whole milestone away from my family, speeding down the highway before the sun rises, and as the sky turns a soft blue. I see the sun breaking the horizon as it shines its warmth down on me. Then I get the faint smell of stale cigarettes, and in the corner of my eye, I see Biggie lighting a ‘ciggy’ and taking a long drag before opening his eyes and sitting up with Meg in his arms.
As we drive by the next town from Broome, I suddenly …show more content…
Fear and trepidation were rooted deep within me as the casket stood before me withholding my mother. I gaze over the church and I feel overwhelmed as I witness hundreds of people that have come to say their prayers and goodbyes to the most important person of my life. Although, my heart began to sink as I could not see the familiar face of Biggie anywhere in the church. As we begin to stroll her coffin out of the church, rain begins to ferociously fall upon the roof and as slowly slide into the back of the hearse. Tears streaming down my face heavier than the rain. I gaze over towards the entrance of the church and I see Biggie and Meg standing together under one umbrella like a …show more content…
I feel as if he has given me an ultimatum, which I cannot answer. He says, “Why turn back now, after all we’ve been through you still wish to turn back”. I ask myself the same question over and over till it feels like I am banging my head against a wall, "What do I want?" I look deep into my heart but I cannot find an answer, although I feel as if I need to fulfil my mother’s wish no matter what but nor do I want to end my prolonged friendship. I did not want to end our dream of escaping, of pissing off north to find some blue sky. Nor did I want to abandon my mother’s last