Breakthrough

There is more to life, and I don't want to live the rest of it, shackled to my so-called home and parents. They were afraid of losing me, but what they don't know is… The more they limit me, the more I want to break through the barriers they have set for me.

I'm 22, and I was born to my parents when they almost lost hope of having a baby. Maybe, the reason they were like this, or you can call it a mere excuse of me, trying to make sense of what they were doing to me.

Everyone sees the perfect Elvis White, the obedient and straight-A student, but I have lost control of the steer of my life long ago. I'm like a cruise ship, extravagant and lavish, but my parents have been controlling it since I took my first breath. I tried everything, but they were hell-bent on keeping me like an obedient dog, which I'm not, nor I want to be anymore.

They kept pushing me towards the cliff, and I don't know what I'll do if one day I find myself on the edge of it, which I'm sure will come sooner than later if I stayed here. I'm not afraid of dying, but I just want to breathe and live a little before that.

So, I'm running away from them, from my parents.

I have saved money over the years, enough to get me by for months. Dumping the clothes and necessities in my backpack, I scribbled a little goodbye letter for my parents. Even though they weren't the best, but they were all I had.

Dear Mom,

There are so many things to say, but now that I'm writing, I don't know where to start from.

I'm numb. Numb to everything. It feels like my life has come to a halt, or has been like that from I don't know when. And astonishingly, I became so used to it that I forgot I'm human, too. I, too, have feelings, emotions, and dreams. Everyone has taught me a little of something, but no one ever told me how to live. How to carry on?

Even though no one taught me that, I'm going to learn it on my own. I don't blame you or father, that doesn't mean I have forgiven you for whatever you did in the past. But it is what it is. The past. I'm going to move on and live on my own conditions from now on.

I think it's time to say goodbye. Maybe we will meet someday, or maybe not. But, don't worry, for the time being I will write to you whenever I can.

Love you

Elvis

Leaving the letter on the bedside table, I glanced around my room, relieving all the bitter-sweet memories for the last time. I left my home for good for the first time as I booked the first flight that came on the little mobile screen. It's not like I had a destination set on my mind.

So, yeah, that's how I reached France.

By fate.

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