My Life

My Life

by Asalah Almardahi

My life is kinda complicated. There I go to the grave yard. I go there almost everyday at 6 a.m. I just walk around and put some flowers for my mom because I miss her. I get home late sometimes because I’m afraid that my dad will throw his anger at me for no specific reason. I’m just a girl who’s just depressed sometimes, maybe most of the time. I’m pretty sure teenagers go through that, but it’s fine. Adults always say, “life gets better once you try something new than just stay in your room all alone like a bear in its cave.” I’m pretty sure that all adults just say that just for us teens. People. When I mean people, I mean adults that are really annoying and like to compare themselves with other people. For example, I said, “Dad why are you always mad?” He always says, “Because I’m always mad there’s no need for a reason. I’m like a guy who doesn’t care about anything.” That explains why he’s so moody. There I go on my way home. Just trying to get there before 7 a.m. so I can finish my assignments. As I arrived home I see that stupid robot again. The robots here are so annoying. I thought 2020 was a bad year, but it’s just 2021. To me the robots there are just basically servants but they talk a lot and sometimes they can be so messed up. I really don’t get why these robots are, you know, “helpful.” All they do is ruin things. Many people like these robots just because they work for them like servants. I don’t like them because they never leave me alone. Like if I’m on the roof trying to drink my Capri Sun in peace I’ll see a robot right behind me saying, “So how’s life for you,” which is pretty annoying if you ask me.

I’m already home now and all I see is my dad just drinking and making out with his girlfriend. That’s pretty annoying and weird to watch what your own dad does. Dads can be good but bad to kids at the same time, you know, but I just go with it. I yell, “I’m home.” My dad ignores me because he can’t hear me through that making out with his girlfriend. As I just walked up the stairs I bumped into a robot. I picked the robot up and threw him in the trash because I hurt my feet. I swear robots are so annoying this year. I’m just hoping that the future will get better and there won’t be robots. Whoever made

robots during this present, pray for yourself because I will come for you. I go to my room and see a note on my bed that says, “Meet me tomorrow at the graveyard around 4 a.m..” It had no name on it so i just went with it. So there I change into my clothes and go down stairs to get myself a cup of ramen noodles. As I get my noodles, I do some of my homework and after that I shower and sleep. I hardly get sleep these days but i’m trying to get more time to sleep. My dad walks in my room saying, “I will be back later just gonna go out.” I honestly didn’t care, but I just ignored him.

It’s the next day and it’s already 3:21 a.m. I’m going to shower and leave to go to the grave yard. Later on, I’m already at the graveyard and I see a guy I know from my math class. His name is Petar. Let me just say we’re not friends, we barely talk. Well I hardly socialize with people, but anyways, the point is that this guy was here to tell me what happened about my mom. I was confused when my mom died because my dad said that the robots killed her. I thought it was an accident but I didn’t witness anything. I said to Petar, “Hello uh are you the guy that left a note on my bed?”

He said, “Yeah I put that on your bed so you can meet up with me so I can tell you what happened to you mom.” I was confused for a second because I don’t know how he knows about my mom.

Petar is the guy who basically knows everything if you ask me. Like he’s a genius. So he goes on and tells me, “Why do you hate robots?”

I said, “I hate robots because I think they killed my mom.”

“Well you’re clearly wrong about what you just said. I disagree with you,” he said.

“Wait, I’m super confused. What makes you think you can just put a pathetic note on my bed. How did you even get in my house?” I said in an angry tone.

“It’s really not that hard to just open your window and put a tiny note on your bed, neighbor,” he said, smirking.

“Well go on and tell me more about my mom.”

“Well your mom was just at the supermarket and all the sudden she got kidnapped by someone. The robots were with her. They were trying to help her but then the kidnapper stabbed her with a knife. The kidnapper threw the knife at the robots and ran away,” he said. When I heard him saying this to me I felt like crying but I didn’t want to cry because he was in front of me. Petar felt really bad for me but I

didn’t want him to keep saying sorry but really he did nothing. “Look I’m sorry I should’ve told you sooner and I’m sorry you lost someone you really loved in your life.” He said facing his head down.

“It’s fine really because everyone loses someone in their life . . . right?” I said with a cracked voice. Petar came to me and hugged me. I was surprised at first because I knew him since 1st grade. It’s just that we never talk. Petar said he once lost someone in his life; it was his girlfriend. Her name was Alana. He really loved her but one day he broke up with her and she was traumatized. This rumor spread around the school like crazy but I honestly didn’t care until now because I thought it was a fake rumor going around the school. Sometimes people never learn to mind their own business. But I would suggest to them they should mind their business. Petar told me that he wanted to hang out with me because he wanted to tell me more of what happened back in 2007, when my mom was killed. ”Well Petar I will see you tomorrow. Thanks for telling me what happened,” I said with a low voice. ”You’re welcome. I just thought you deserved the truth because that was your mom you lost and that you need to know what happened . . . and again I’m sorry. Meet me here tomorrow. Same time. Okay?” Petar said.

“Yeah of course, I’ll see you tomorrow and uh remember my window is always open kid,” I said smiling.

“You do realize I’m older than you right?” he said. ”I know, it’s just that you’re still a kid to me. I know I’m still a kid too. But anyways later Petar,” I said waving bye.

“Later. Damn she’s one difficult chick,” he said laughing.

The next day I woke up and I found Petar climbing my window. “Hey Pet—” I said.

“I have to tell you something important,” he said, rushing before I could even shower to meet him at the graveyard. He seemed serious about what he wanted to say. You won’t believe what Petar said . . .

TO BE CONTINUED . . .