"Don't trust no one."
The girl closed her eyes as her mother's words rang in her head. She opened them again, walking at a quick pace, with her school books clutched tightly to her chest. My mother always thinks that, the girl thought. She thinks no one is worthy of trust. It makes me wonder if she trusts me even.
A few days ago, the girl and her best friend had fought because of a certain person who ruined everything for her. Her mother. She had brought the girl up to be so insecure and so questioning about everything that she had left an irremovable mark in her friendship that she valued the most. Maybe the friendship had not broken, but the hurt in the words that her friend used made the girl realize that she thought that she was the one that didn't trust her. Truth to be told, it was her mother that was behind the scenes, urging her away from everyone. She was the one who thought the girl could cope up with the world alone, that she was in need of no friendship. She was the one who made her doubt the trust she had in her best friend. Her mother was the one who made her think that no one was to be trusted, that anything could happen.
Maybe her mother thought that it could make her stronger, but the girl knew it had an opposite effect on her. It had made her sensitive and a little too observant. It made her think about every little word a person uttered and she would find something in it, that would cut her deep. Even though the person would not mean it, even if the person would not even know what she said.
Maybe it was because of some tragic incident in life that her mother was so insecure and passed it on to her children. Maybe it was the tragic incident in the girl's life that made her doubt, and not entirely her mother's fault. Maybe it was her own fault. She did not know. All she knew was that she did not like being insecure. Insecurity led to hurt and heartbreak. And she had enough of it in her life.
No matter how hard she tried she could not ignore the nagging feeling in her chest that there was an ulterior motive behind the words that people said to her. It was like being trapped in the grave, where there was no place for air to enter. She could not escape the cage of insecurity. Anyone could come in and slice her at any moment. Or that's what her insecurity taught her.
Insecurity was worse than fire.
It made her loose all her sleep.
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Yes, a cliffhanger. This was just a small piece of an insecure girl's feelings. As we see, insecurity is not a good thing and even though we have to be cautious about things, going beyond the realm of carefulness is not good at all.
Yours sincerely,
Awesome Idiot <3
The girl closed her eyes as her mother's words rang in her head. She opened them again, walking at a quick pace, with her school books clutched tightly to her chest. My mother always thinks that, the girl thought. She thinks no one is worthy of trust. It makes me wonder if she trusts me even.
A few days ago, the girl and her best friend had fought because of a certain person who ruined everything for her. Her mother. She had brought the girl up to be so insecure and so questioning about everything that she had left an irremovable mark in her friendship that she valued the most. Maybe the friendship had not broken, but the hurt in the words that her friend used made the girl realize that she thought that she was the one that didn't trust her. Truth to be told, it was her mother that was behind the scenes, urging her away from everyone. She was the one who thought the girl could cope up with the world alone, that she was in need of no friendship. She was the one who made her doubt the trust she had in her best friend. Her mother was the one who made her think that no one was to be trusted, that anything could happen.
Maybe her mother thought that it could make her stronger, but the girl knew it had an opposite effect on her. It had made her sensitive and a little too observant. It made her think about every little word a person uttered and she would find something in it, that would cut her deep. Even though the person would not mean it, even if the person would not even know what she said.
Maybe it was because of some tragic incident in life that her mother was so insecure and passed it on to her children. Maybe it was the tragic incident in the girl's life that made her doubt, and not entirely her mother's fault. Maybe it was her own fault. She did not know. All she knew was that she did not like being insecure. Insecurity led to hurt and heartbreak. And she had enough of it in her life.
No matter how hard she tried she could not ignore the nagging feeling in her chest that there was an ulterior motive behind the words that people said to her. It was like being trapped in the grave, where there was no place for air to enter. She could not escape the cage of insecurity. Anyone could come in and slice her at any moment. Or that's what her insecurity taught her.
Insecurity was worse than fire.
It made her loose all her sleep.
_______________
Yes, a cliffhanger. This was just a small piece of an insecure girl's feelings. As we see, insecurity is not a good thing and even though we have to be cautious about things, going beyond the realm of carefulness is not good at all.
Yours sincerely,
Awesome Idiot <3
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