Lj Idol Home Game (Bupkis)
Twenty-nine years. By some miracle, she had managed to live for twenty-nine years. The big 3-0 was looming in the distance. It was six months away, and she was terrified. There was nothing she could do to stop the steady ticking of time. How could one little number be so daunting to her? Why did one little number petrify her so much?
In her early childhood, she grew up in the meager comforts of an old trailer set upon five acres of land. There was only so much a home on wheels could provide for a young family. It worked well enough until the trailer was upgraded to the respectable luxury of a two story home. Her mom and dad indulged her heart’s desire as much as they could despite their humble beginnings. She was their one and only daughter, so naturally she was spoiled.
She went through the typical experiences that every child goes through. Growing up was not a merciful task for her. The slow evolution of who she was suppose to be left her scarred. What person can say they escaped their childhood without scars? Innocence is slowly, yet painfully stripped away as an adolescent experiences the loss of a friend, betrayal from another friend, and first loves that turn into first heartaches.
Life beyond high school was supposed to be filled with magic. That is what she dreamed back then. She simply could not wait to grow up when she was younger. Life turned out to be something different than what she first perceived. It was filled with hardships that her parents, her family, her friends, and her high school never fully prepared her for.
Thirty years was fast approaching. Time seemed to speed towards that dreaded birthday like a runaway train. There was so much that she thought she would have accomplished by the time she was thirty, but she hadn’t accomplished anything. Despite the fact she started college right after high school, she was still working on her college degree (something that should have taken only four years). Relationships were always a failure in her life, and that aspect of her life had yet to change while other people around her were happily getting married (or happily divorced). Jobs were mediocre at best in her life, but she could not advance further without a college degree.
Thirty years, and she felt like she had nothing. Something was missing, but what? What happened to all the magic and wonder she dreamed of when she was younger? Is it still there, or is her fear stopping her from reacquiring it?
In her early childhood, she grew up in the meager comforts of an old trailer set upon five acres of land. There was only so much a home on wheels could provide for a young family. It worked well enough until the trailer was upgraded to the respectable luxury of a two story home. Her mom and dad indulged her heart’s desire as much as they could despite their humble beginnings. She was their one and only daughter, so naturally she was spoiled.
She went through the typical experiences that every child goes through. Growing up was not a merciful task for her. The slow evolution of who she was suppose to be left her scarred. What person can say they escaped their childhood without scars? Innocence is slowly, yet painfully stripped away as an adolescent experiences the loss of a friend, betrayal from another friend, and first loves that turn into first heartaches.
Life beyond high school was supposed to be filled with magic. That is what she dreamed back then. She simply could not wait to grow up when she was younger. Life turned out to be something different than what she first perceived. It was filled with hardships that her parents, her family, her friends, and her high school never fully prepared her for.
Thirty years was fast approaching. Time seemed to speed towards that dreaded birthday like a runaway train. There was so much that she thought she would have accomplished by the time she was thirty, but she hadn’t accomplished anything. Despite the fact she started college right after high school, she was still working on her college degree (something that should have taken only four years). Relationships were always a failure in her life, and that aspect of her life had yet to change while other people around her were happily getting married (or happily divorced). Jobs were mediocre at best in her life, but she could not advance further without a college degree.
Thirty years, and she felt like she had nothing. Something was missing, but what? What happened to all the magic and wonder she dreamed of when she was younger? Is it still there, or is her fear stopping her from reacquiring it?