My best friend comes from a wealthy family in Europe. I am European also. Just like her, my family resides out of the country we reside in. She’s different. Always quiet, studious and to herself; she is different because of the family she comes from. Her father is a doctor and her mother never works. My father is a killer and a drug addict with a few children spread amongst the area I’m from. My mom never went to college. She works 730-5 each and everyday. That’s all she’s done these past 20 years. My friend travels the world, knows many languages, has intelligence and everything else I could possibly want.
I thought she was coming home in three weeks. The excitement I had came crashing down when she told me she will be spending more time in Europe until July. Cool. Well since I’m poor and have no friends, I’ll sit here as usual hating everything.
Why can’t that be me? Why can’t I be like that?
