12|play for me

Brenda G

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We were in the music room where the practical session was to take place.

It was so hurting to listen to how some of us had a good relationship with their parents. The whole session reminded me of my mum. I remembered when I once brought up the topic of wanting to learn Piano, mum turned me off.

Harriet ranted about how her parents supported her and nurtured her talent. I was jealous. I wished that mum could have shown a little effort into what I loved, what I wanted.

That made me sad. I couldn't help but feel the immense pain in my chest. It had been weeks since I moved, and only dad called me to know how I was fairing.

I missed them. To be honest, I missed mum so much even though she hated me. Just having people we could share dinner with, was enough. I had no count of how many times I skipped dinner, I only used to eat well if Sydney visited me and we would spend the night at my place.

My mum hurt me so badly, but I still missed her so much. I missed my family.

I didn