“You are a failure to our parents.”. This was a word said by one of my big sisters. She was so serious while saying those words, undermining the way I would feel at that very moment. I tried to forget those words, but the more I tried, the more they kept striking me harder.
I am the type of person who was not ready to change towards my parents’ advice. Although they didn’t allow me out, my character towards their words was terrible. My mom had tried to bring me to the good life she had wanted me to be, but I was not ready to claim any form of change.
“Are you sure you will get married to a good man when the time comes?” This was the question my dad had always been asking me. I was not also ready to change my character, but then when my big sister said those words, I was not myself.
Thgusstavo Santana
I know you all would be wondering what kind of character I had when I was still with my parents and at the age of 15. Fighting was part of it; I do fight for what does not concern me. Whenever I see people gathering, I would try to get myself involved no matter what. One day, one of my friends was beaten by her boyfriend. This was not what I must hear, even though it was not happening to me. I took the fight upon my shoulder and marched directly to the boy’s house just to confront him. I took my friend along just to be sure of what had happened. When we got there, I yelled and shouted so hard and loud for the boy to come outside. After shouting, he finally came out, and the very first thing I did was to embarrass him for what he had done to my friend. After some minutes of my madness, he started his. He drew closer and gave me some slaps that reset my brain. I was confused, but then the marks of the slaps were still showing on my face.
I tried to calm down a bit, just to settle my head before going back to retaliate. When I got back, I could not believe what I saw. My friend was with her boyfriend, laughing together. I could not say a word, so I went home shamelessly.
When I got home, my elder sister was the first to see me, and she saw my swollen face. This was what prompted her to make that statement. I was angered, but then I began to think deeply of those words, and I said to myself, “its time to change for good.”. Changing does not come so easily, but I had to try hard to bring changes into my path. I first deserted some of those friends I had. I started sitting at home frequently even though my parents did not allow me out. I only managed to sneak out whenever they were out.
My friends started asking me to come with them, but I got this zeal to remain myself no matter what. I refused to mingle with them, especially that one who used me to her advantage. I can never forget what she did.
I started changing to a better person from who I was, and my sister got to confess about my changed behavior. After a few months, I got to understand that my friends were the reason for my strange and unwanted behavior.
My good behavior gave me a better husband, one who respects my kind of person.
