My Destiny

I was sitting in my bedroom doing one of my favorite thing playing video games. I had my headset on and was talking to my internet friends. I don't know any of there real names only there made up user names. Although I am not complaining because this is the closest that I might ever come to having friends. Some people might think that it's pathetic I have no friends but how can I make friends if I have never stepped outside my house. My mom didn't even leave the house when I was being born.

When I was younger I thought that maybe I was sick and just didn't know it and that's why mom kept me inside. So I did some research and found MCAS the disease where your allergic to literally everything. I don't have that though or anything remotely close to that wrong with me. The fact of the matter is that I am thirteen years old and I have still yet to figure out why I'm shielded away from the world.

When I was younger I asked my mother if she was just embarrassed by me or something of that nature but she made me regret asking that. She said "how dare you ask me that you are the best thing I could have ever asked for your smart, kind, beautiful, and so many more things I love everything about you." After that she changed the topic. My imagination always got the better of me.

Once a couple years ago when I first saw the movie Tangled I wondered if mother was hiding me away like mother Gothel was hiding Rapunzel. As if I was magical. How stupid is that this is reality not some fictional world as cool as that would be. I always held a grudge against my mom and even though we were close we aren't as close as she hoped to be I knew she is hiding something from me. That's why I was in this house all the time and for that I just can't forgive her.

I sat there in my blue fluffy chair continuing to play my game and occasionally talking to my 'friends'. Mostly staying consumed in my thoughts for the afternoon.

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It was around three and I was still playing my game only now I was alone because the last of my 'friends' signed off about an hour ago. Suddenly There was a loud noise coming from the kitchen which was very alarming do too the fact that I was home alone besides my cat snowflake. My mom was at work and got off around five or six at the latest. So I paused my game and quietly made my way down to the kitchen.

When I was down there I peaked my head into the doorway and was relieved way I saw Mary. Mary is my private teacher and I guess babysitter. Even though me and mom don't like to call her that anymore. We both agree that I am old enough to look after myself after my lessons until she gets home from work and she offered to tell her that but I told her not to. I said this because she is great company especially when it gets lonely.

"Oh my goodness Mary you gave me a heart attack. What are you doing here I thought you took the day off because you brothers coming into town?''

"Oh yes I did but he had had a family emergency to take care of so he had to cancel last minute. So I decided to make a trip to the store and pick up stuff to make you your favorite chicken fajitas and come check on you. Then as you can see here I dropped some of the groceries in the floor.

"Of course you did Mary of course you did." I said and we both started laughing.

"Well you should know by now that I am the clumsiest person on earth. Remember that time I accidently knocked the paint over when we were finger painting it splattered all over your pants."

"How could I forget that you splattered red paint all over my favorite white pants." We both started laughing as we picked up the spilt groceries and made the fajitas.

We finally sat down at the table to eat our food and drink our freshly made lemonade. "Oh you should have been a professional cook." I said as I took a bite of my food. She always made the most exquisite meals and I always wondered why she didn't choose that as her path in life.

"I though about it but I am glad that I decided against it. Besides would you have really wanted me to do that?"

"No I wouldn't want you to leave I love you your family. Besides your my only real friend and your twenty seven."

I guess Mary knew where this conversation was going because she tried her best to change the subject and I was glad she did. "Brook how about you go pick out a movie and start it while I clean off the table and make us some popcorn. Does that sound like a plan?"

I held up both of my thumbs and said "yep sure does" then headed into the other room and over to the case we keep the movies in. There were probably a hundred movies in there all of which I have most likely watched five times each. Suddenly there were tears falling down my face and no matter how hard I tried to wipe them away they just kept flowing. You may be thinking why is she crying over some movies its ridiculous.

That's not why I am crying I'm crying because I have spent so much time watching these silly movies instead of experiencing all the other things people my age are doing. Things like going to the mall, hanging out with friends, attending public schools. I don't know if that really is what they do I got all of that from television shows But I want to experience all of that and I just don't know why I can't have that and that's what bothers me the most about all of this.

After looking through the movies I chose The Breakfast Club and walked over to the front of the room and put it in the DVD player. I used to love movies but now I am a hundred percent certain I could go the rest of my life and never watch another movie. Mary suddenly walked in the room so I quickly wiped away all my tears so she wouldn't notice my sudden change in mood and turned around. It might have worked if she wasn't so good at knowing moods.

"So what are we watching? I have the popcorn and sodas." She asked as we sat on the couch covering up with some blankets." In this moment I was happy she did not say anything about my change in mood although I knew for a fact that she knew I was upset.