Rosa POV

POV: Steven
Format: Journal
Scene: Coming home from college

Stupid English assignments,

My English teacher told me today that I’m failing his class. I’m not really into going to class anymore, I’ve got better things to do. But he said that I can do small pieces of writing in between my classwork to make up some of my grade so maybe I’ll get the credits I need for this year. My girlfriend thought it’d be a cool idea for me to start this journal. It’s the easiest thing to do since I am about to leave for my parents home, visiting them after two months of being away at college. I’ll just write about my time there and be done with it. Easy A.

I really don’t want to see my parents though. I they worry and everything but things have changed since I was last home. I’m not really the same person. They wouldn’t understand me anymore. College life is a lot different than life at home and it seems I’ve become more accustomed to life here. I mean, I guess a part of me wants to see them, but I just know that as soon as they see me they are just going to start judging me on how “different” I look. It’s whatever. It’s not like their opinion of me matters and it’s not like all the other kids aren’t doing what I’m doing.

But even my girlfriend has a problem with me now. I don’t have all the time in the world to take her out like I used to. We had this big fight last week. This is what happened:

“Steven, what is going on with you. You’ve been acting kinda weird lately.”
“I’m fine.”
“You su-”
“I’M FINE! LEAVE ME ALONE!”
“But I just...”
“GET OUT!”

After that, she just left.

Dear journal,

I guess that’s what I’ll call this thing, a journal. Laura isn’t the girlfriend I thought she would be. We were good until she started asking all these questions. My life isn’t any of her business. Besides, I’ve been talking to this new girl now named Terry. Nothing is going on between us just yet but she gets me. Doesn’t judge me like Laura did. I can do whatever I want and Terry doesn’t care. I still haven’t been talking much to Laura so Terry is like a good replacement. I’m just waiting to see where things go.

Dear Journal

So my mom keeps trying to get me into a hospital. She thinks I have a problem at this point, I think I agree. I’m always pissed off and sick. I just never feel good anymore. Maybe they are right. Maybe I do have a problem, but it’s my life and I want to do what I want to do. Let me do what I want and stop interfering in my life. I’ll get help when I want to go get help.

My mom’s a pushover though. I’m sure she’ll just end up letting me do whatever I want. That’s what I’ve always done anyway. She never stopped me. But of course, that was when I was a “good” kid.