Creative side of imagination

       I enjoyed my time with friends but somehow I knew it was time to go home. To check if mum did come back. And even though I had little expectations that it would really happen, I had hope. Madeline wanted to come with me but I needed to go alone. From the distance I could see that house looked different. Not so abandoned as it looked just couple of weeks ago. Windows opened. Doors unlocked. Did somebody break in? I wasn't sure. Carefully I stepped into the hall. There was no noise, no mess. It didn't looked robbed. Suddenly I heard foot steps. My heart rate started rising. I entered the living room, when I saw mom. I couldn't believe my eyes.        Still under the shock I tried to ask where she was but she interrupted me. ''Oh, it's you, Olivia. I thought somebody broke in'' she said relieved. There was so much I wanted to know that my mind got overwhelmed. I just couldn't talk. I hugged her so tight she couldn't breath prop...

         Lately I have noticed that there's a lot of negativity around me and it has taken its toll on me. Sure, in my life a lot of things that happened were somewhat negative, some positive but at the time I didn't realize it. I was just a little kid after all. But now, especially in my gap year, I started to see clearly how life can give you highs and lows. I guess it's a part of growing up. In order to be somebody better, to gain certain achievements you have to be able to face all the obstacles on the way. And I am completely OK with that. The only thing I can't wrap my head around is why do I need to feel miserable in the process. I used to be a lot happier, lively and sociable person than I am now just few years back. What changed?       I changed, society did, relationships did. It's just hard to grasp all that in, meanwhile figuring out what you are and what your life path should be. That's the sort of thing grown ups don't tell yo...