Short story no. 1

"Are you sure you're gonna be fine?" he asked. I said I was, but to be honest, I didn't really know. But I just had to get out of there, I've been inside the house for almost all of December so I just had to get out. But my dad didn't really agree with me. He didn't think I was ready to go back to school. Maybe that's just because he wasn't ready to let me go yet. So I doubted. Should I go and do something good for me or should I stay for my dad? I just don't know what to do because I know he is smiling but on the inside, he is begging me to stay. This last month has been hard for both of us and I am happy he had each other because I don't know how I would've survived if my dad would't have been there. We kept each other up so we wouldn't collapse. And it wasn't always easy because we were both hurting but it helped. My dad was doing his very best to keep is grief from me but I noticed it in the little things. He would never use the blanket she always used, he always made up her side of the bed even though nobody slept there etc. One night, he tried to make my favourite meal. Mom always used to make it and it was just perfect. But dad wasn't used to cooking so it didn't really work out the way it should have. And when I said 'I really like it dad' , I think he knew what I meant and he broke down. But that wasn't the first time I saw him crie like that. When I was going up to my room one night, I noticed the door of their bedroom was open and I could see him sitting on her side of the bed holding their wedding picture. My heart broke and I wasn't sure what to do. Was I supposed to comfort him or did he want to be left alone? So I just stood there. But what I like about me and my dad is that we didn't have to say anything to know how the other one felt, one look was enough to understand, because we were feeling the same thing, pain.
Leaving for school would mean leaving dad behind, who knows what he will do while I'm gone? Or maybe it's a good thing that he is home alone for a while. So I decided to go.
"Don't worry about me dad, I'll be fine." I told him before I went out the door to catch the bus. The way to the bus stop seemed longer than ever. I started getting more nervous and I started to doubt again. What are they going to say? Are they gonna pretend like nothing happened or is everybody I run into is going to feel sorry? But if not now, when was I going back? I can't keep myself locked up in my room forever.

Remember me?

Hey guys!

Remember me? Probably not since I stopped writing my blog about a year ago. I don't really know why I did that, because it's not like I hate having a blog, I actually really love it. Well, I guess we'll never know.
The good thing is, I'm back!!! I have no idea what I will be writing about but will do my very best to entertain you and to make you forget your everyday struggles. I was actually thinking about posting a short story once in a while. I really enjoy writing and should write more so I think I'm gonna post one story every month or so. If at least that would be something you guys would enjoy. Let me know if you would like me to do so.

Let me give you a little update on my life now.
I am currently in College, crazy right? I gratuated high school and it was the best thing ever. Just standing there and realising you never have to see those fake bitches again for the rest of your glorious life. I am currently in my first year of Social Work at the University College of Ghent. If you ever come to visit Belgium (which is very unlikeley, I know) you should definitely come to Ghent! I just love everything about this city! Everybody always asks my why Ghent and not just a city closer to home. Well, I chose for Ghent because I think it's a very beautiful city (and because my boyfriend also studies here but shhhhh).
Everything is actually going pretty well, I am absolutely sure that I made the right decision choosing Social Work as my education. When I first started I was worried that it wasn't gonna be the way I thought it would be, but turned out just perfect. There is one slight 'negative' side. Because Ghent isn't very close to home, I'm staying at a dorm troughout the week. The thing is, I got really unlucky with the people who are in my hallway. But I guess that's just something that I have to accept, because living in a dorm is actually a lot of fun. Don't get me wrong, I still love it when I go home, but I just really like the freedom you have when you live in a dorm, you don't have to constantly ask if it's okay if you go meet some friends, you don't have to be home by a certain hour, ...
Anyway, I'm doing pretty great and I really hope you do too, and if you don't, don't worry, you will!

This post was actually kind of a 'hey guess who's back' post, so yeah, you'll be hearing from me and this time it won't be a year later!

xoxo,
Cato

P.S.: don't forget to let me know in the comments if you would like me to post short stories