Remembering the Past

These blogs are required for a grade in my IB English class. They changed from handwritten journals to computerized blogs. A few days ago, I came upon my sister’s old journals for the very same class. Before moving to a new state, my family went through some hard times. Talking honestly about the situation, I felt alone. My sister acted as if it didn’t affect her, as if it didn’t mean anything to her. Reading each page, she revealed what she had truly felt. I had learned that it had impacted her just as much as me, maybe even more. My first reaction was anger. Back then, I had made my emotions apparent but all she did was scoff and turn away. She made me feel stupid and alone for something that she felt the very same about. Then I thought I was over reacting and that she just didn’t want to share. In the end, I agree to the fact that it wasn’t my business to know how she felt. It just would have been easier to get through if I had someone who could relate to me.