blogging. my new habit

I want to tell you a story.

Listen.

This story is true.

My family broke apart some years ago. My sister was about to run away; she had had enough of what she felt was my mother's over-protecting behavior so she resolved to leave. Pretty simple.

I witnessed the last in a series of arguments that pushed her over the hedge, or- right out the door- and, in the beginning, I felt like everything was going to be fine until she actually called a friend to come pick her up. It was then that about fifty thousand thoughts went through my mind- all at once, it seemed. When the friend arrived with her car and another friend in another car, which puzzled me until later on when I figured out that it was more like some sort of weird destiny. A destiny whose maker i'd like to give a good piece of my mind to.

Any way, they didn't come in, they just stayed in their cars and honked to make us aware of there presence. As the argument that raged like a dirty ocean, tainted with the resentment and confusion of a mother-daughter relationship gone "polluted" (in many senses of the word)- flowed from my sister's room into the kitchen, and then my sister took a huge breath, and hurricaned out the back door, around the dead rose-bush in our yard and down to the curb where her closest friend opened the door and appeared, from my view through the back screened-door, not to ask any questions, and drove off.

I didn't glance back to see how my mother felt at knowing her daughter had stormed out in such a fashion, but as I made my decision and ran after her, she was screaming good riddens to the both of us.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I had made it to the second friends car before she drove off and, guessing she had heard my mother's convincing benediction a second ago, hopped in the open passenger side and we both drove off to, in my mind either chase, apprehend, or talk sense into, my presently volcanic sister, yet in my driver's mind, the plan had already been obvious, we were headed to the church...

The story continues in my next blog. Hopefully I have time to give you more of this, but now, I have to go.

Thank you for reading,

-Emmanuel