Then I thought of what happened today. Nothing new of course, Dad asked me to sell the acorn woods and act like another normal teenager and hang out with my friends. The kids my age only want correspondence on their phones these days. Even if we do hang out in someone’s house they want to play video games. Also teens my age all want to have a lifestyle filled with the watch of the public eye, Social media. Some of them are so desperate for attention they post about everything. The time they wake up photo, their breakfast photo, their busy at work photo, their lunch photo and it goes on. Gosh people don’t get the meaning of private lives. People even compete on the fact of who has the most amounts of followers in their accounts. I just feel weird that some random person is watching my every move and the thought of it sickens me. I had just one friend from kindergarten, we would always go on exploring expeditions and he would always bring a packet of gummies for us to share after we were done. Then when we were 7 he had to migrate to India since his father had some social work project that his NGO wanted him to work on. It was hard for the two of us and we both made a promise to write since. So every month we wrote to one another for the past 10 years. We both discuss our problem; he would of his parents’ divorce coming up and me on how I rarely make any friends and how I’m being pressurized to sell the acorn woods. “Life’s hard on each one of us, we all have our own share of problems to cope with and each problem is no less than some else’s. Just remember Lani, that you are different from the rest and because of that people find it difficult to get along with you. The thing with society is they want people whom they can control over or who aren’t that different from the rest. Be yourself because we don’t need a set of same personality types in the human race or there would be no difference between us and robots...” which made me think. I then made a judgment that none of this should bother me and I should focus on how to help Al with his parent’s divorce.
Just then a rustle in the leaves made me jump from my thoughts. I turned back to see my sister. “What’s up sis, did you forget we have to leave for the mall to get mum a birthday present, come on!” she said. I reply with a nod and we leave the silent paradise.