TM Topic 245- First Memory
The first thing I remember, besides all the studying to be perfect, is the born of my youngest brother. I know that I still remember all the things prior to this event but it is the first memory that matters to me. All I remember before that event is endless studying. I was trying to be the perfect heir for my parents. Endless studying and my mother’s words: “Don’t lose to that boy!”
That is the really my first memory but the details of that are vague. I know she said all that but I cannot remember clearly how times she has uttered that phrase while grooming me for my role as heir. In retrospect, it was all for naught since my youngest brother was born. The feud between my mother and Kakeru’s mother was immediately forgotten with a legitimate male heir.
It is also because of his birth that I finally understood how my mother sees me. She was on the phone talking to her friends. “Yes, we finally have a legitimate male heir! I was so worried too! I mean, Machi is a dull girl. I wasn’t sure we could keep his inheritance with such a strange girl like that. I’m glad all that worry is over.”
I’m… a strange girl? I’m dull? Is this what my mother thinks of me? I guess this is why I remember this memory so vividly; it’s the memory that defines who I am according to my mother. The real question whether she is right or not.
Muse: Machi Kuragi
Fandom: Fruits Basket
Words: 255
That is the really my first memory but the details of that are vague. I know she said all that but I cannot remember clearly how times she has uttered that phrase while grooming me for my role as heir. In retrospect, it was all for naught since my youngest brother was born. The feud between my mother and Kakeru’s mother was immediately forgotten with a legitimate male heir.
It is also because of his birth that I finally understood how my mother sees me. She was on the phone talking to her friends. “Yes, we finally have a legitimate male heir! I was so worried too! I mean, Machi is a dull girl. I wasn’t sure we could keep his inheritance with such a strange girl like that. I’m glad all that worry is over.”
I’m… a strange girl? I’m dull? Is this what my mother thinks of me? I guess this is why I remember this memory so vividly; it’s the memory that defines who I am according to my mother. The real question whether she is right or not.
Muse: Machi Kuragi
Fandom: Fruits Basket
Words: 255