A STAR IN THE SKY

 I lie down in the glass dome looking at the stars blooming with full brightness. I lie there still wondering if I could ever get a guy I always wished for. My fingers curling the loose hair placed on the soft pillow. Then he enters like a strong wind. I get up and look at the broad, wide body of this young man looking right up to me. He asks me if I am well, I couldn’t reply him. He walks down the stairs and come close to me. I am afraid, he asks me again and my trembling voice says “no”, the other second, I am on the floor. My lips bleeding and my face aching with the hardest slap I just received as a gift on my birthday. This man is a punishment from my family for loving my colleague who is younger than me.

This man's wide body, black hair, dark eyes and a tough skin makes him look like a serial killer. I am his so called wife, a wife who is alive because my father wants me to exist so that nobody goes to hell. I’m chained in this dome for the past two years, no passer-bys, no visitors, no world. It is just me and the birds across the thick, dirty glass. He doesn’t like my existence. He knew I loved someone else, that gives another reason for the hatred against woman. He believes that woman should not be given any kind of freedom. He does not want to give me the happiness of becoming a mother so he just beats me all day and makes me do all his work. He has another two families as well, that he does not love either.

My younger coworker was a tall, good-hearted man. His acne-ridden skin was rendered more beautiful by his light brown eyes. He stood out among others. He used to be there for me whenever I needed him when we were in college together. He was a good candidate for marriage since he would tie my shoes, lend me his warm, comforting jacket, and walk me home. His exchange program was quickly coming to an end as time passed. We committed to pursuing our love and waiting for the day when the rest of the world would embrace it. He will return for me sometime while I am still waiting for him..

 Life is not easy to go through; it requires a lot of emotions to accept what have happened, what is happening and what will happen afterwards. Humans have a feeling of “Hope” to keep living their lives. They have hoped to get through the hardships, to live a better life, to find their true love one day. Hope makes us get through the hard days in our life with a little lesser pain and sadness.