⋆ 8 am⋆
I woke up and it was raining. The sky was black and crying.
“Mamá”, I say as I open the kitchen door. I couldn’t sleep tonight. London has suffered a terrorist attack. Turin had a human avalanche. A girl got raped by three guys. I keep having nightmares.
“¿Qué pasa? Pareces cansada cariño” She says looking at me. She is having breakfast with my dog, still in her pajamas and sleepy eyes.
I don’t know why but I start crying. Downsides of being an empath is that everything affects me too much. Watching the photos of the terrorist attack breaks my heart. Europe is having a very hard time.
⋆ 3 pm⋆
I asked my mom if she wanted to come to the beach with me, not to swim or sunbathe, but to watch the storm.
We had to wait in the car till the storm stopped a little bit, and when it did, we went outside, trying to walk against the wind, to the beach.
After being on the beach for 5 minutes it started raining again. We just started laughing and run towards the car.
⋆ 8 pm⋆
I just had a shower to cleanse this weird day.
My family is breaking into pieces.
Our planet is sick and dying.
Society is more divided now than ever.
The boy I like is an asshole.
Just random thoughts that are stuck in my mind and I can’t seem to erase them.
⋆ 11 pm⋆
I can’t sleep.
I get up from my bed, open my balcony and step outside. The stars look beautiful tonight, but I can’t see the moon. I’m turning 19 in a week. A fucking week. Before I know, tears start slipping down my cheeks and I start shaking. I can’t seem to control my emotions today.
“Tomorrow will be another day”, I think as I get into my bed again.