English - Creative writing (practice for internal assesment)
As
the adult Luka, write a personal reflection of your childhood.
I didn’t know whether to feel thankful or hatred for
them. I sat in the empty church with a well suited military uniform as the
coffin of both my parents stood before me, waiting to be buried. Considering
all the time that they spent ill-treating me at home, I wasn’t surprised that
no one came to honor the death of my parents. I instantly began to dwell on the
horrifying memories that made me who I am today.
I’ve always felt like I was entering some kind of a
wrestling match whenever I walked into the apartment we used to live in. The
only difference is that I couldn’t fight back, which made me felt like a
prisoner. The way I see it, a more specific way of describing the “wrestling
arena” would be a caged one. I’d run but the result would remain the same; the
torture from my parents wouldn’t end until my eyes were soaked while theirs,
without reasoning, were fiery.
I was young and naive, which didn’t help at all. I had no
power or knowledge for everything that was happening against me. But I grew
into the agony and got braver. I accepted the mistreatment like a lost puppy as
it was the only option I had; asking why would just deteriorate the situation.
“Shut up!” my dad would say, and the next hit came harder. Amidst all the
torment, I only had myself to talk to. Although the neighbor downstairs would
occasionally question the bruises and scars, I couldn’t go on with the
conversations that were full of lies.
Today, I realized not a single tear flowed from my eyes,
despite the fact that it was a shocking road accident that took their lives, I’ve
cried enough. But I also comprehended that I was half thankful for without
them, I wouldn’t have had the courage to join the army and won battles.
Although, every now and then I still find myself wondering if this was what my
parents hoped of me. All I know is that I always have been living a life that
is true and honest to myself alone, and I’m planning to keep it that way.
