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Lose the essence

My family and I moved to a new house last week, I was sad because there were things that I would miss about where we lived before, but my mother told me to try to adapt to the situation and I not be negative, and that is what I make. I went out in the morning to take a walk around the neighborhood, all the people I see are total strangers to me, and I will try this time to make friends to glad my mother, she worries about me because she thinks I'm very lonely and unhappy, but I feel the best like this, I don't need anyone else, I only need myself.

It's starting to get dark but I don't want to get home soon, so I take a different path, I'm listening to music and looking at the sky, the atmosphere feels fresh, it's something I like about this place, for a moment I feel like I'm in my old home, I felt happy there, I had no friends but at least I had a place that was my refuge, where I grew up and learned many things, but now I no longer have any of that.

I continue going along the forest path and I find myself in the highest part of this place, from here you can see all the other houses, the wind blows strong but it feels free, looking at the horizon I start to think about all the times in that my mother has told me to be more social, but if I were more social I would lose myself, I feel that when someone interacts with other people he steal a gesture or a thought from the other, he allow himself to be influenced by others and he lose each time what he was, his essence.

The sky has completely darkened, so I think it is better to go home, I get up from where I was sitting but suddenly, I slip and fall on something hard but at the same time soft, it scares me because I can't see what is it, I stand and hear a voice, I look back and see that it is someone, he looks at me and then proceeds to say:

- Hello, sorry I did not see you and that is why I collided with you.

I light up with my phone and see it's a girl, she looks about my age, I answer her:

-It's okay, nothing happened.

- That good, you are a new face, I haven't seen you in the neighborhood before.

- Yes, I just moved here, I went for a walk to get to know the place better, I guess you live here, don't you?

- You got it right, I live here, what a strange way to meet us haha

- Yes, well, I have to go, it's already night, it was nice meeting you.

-It's true, I'm leaving too, but since you're new, could I give you a tour of the neighborhood tomorrow, do you think?

I thought about saying no thanks but then I remembered what I said about trying to make new friends and starting over, so I said yes I would like.

As I was walking home, I saw a group of boys and girls walking across the street, they seemed to be happy, you could hear their laughter as if what they were talking about was the funniest thing in the world, probably the girl I met today knows them or is their friend. The truth is I think that what happened could be an opportunity to meet new people, what I fear is that they know me. I know that if I don't have anyone at least I have myself, but when I meet others, it will make me forget about myself, but I will take the risk and i will make that the damage as little as possible.

 

I will make this place my new home.

 

By Jéssica Bermeo.