A Dream :)

hey bloggers. i am now back and here's the thing: i will post the story i've made by myself. yes. myself. no plagiarism, originally from the brain of mine.

so, enjoy! :D

A Dream
By: Agatha Tara Indira
Grade 10

The sun sets down slowly. Which makes Jennifer worried a lot more than before. She, in a doubtful way, is witing for the postman to come. That letter, maybe will only be two lines long. But it will change Jenni’s life forever, which is the thing she hasn’t known yet.

“Mom.. I guess I’ll go inside instead of waiting here. There’s no use for me to wait. I think I’ve lost my chance to reach my dream,” Jennifer says. “We’ll wait a few more minutes. Then if the postman doesn’t come..we can go in, and talk,” her mom replied. So they waited. And wait. Five minutes have passed. Ten. Fifteen. But neither the postman or the letter is there. Jennifer starts to cry. Her neck bends down showing clearly her disappointment. She walks towards the door and suddenly she stops. She smiled hesitantly and said to herself. “Maybe Dad was right. Paris will not be the right place for me to live.” She turns back and look straight to her mom. Her mom doesn’t hear Jennifer talked, but she knows. She can tell from Jennifer’s eyes that her daughter is truly arousing her sadness.

Few days have passed and Jennifer is starting to worry less than before. The notification letter of the Paris’s National Scholarships-which Jenni has waited for it to arrive for a really long time-in fact, wasn’t there. Jenni has nearly given herself up. For your information, Jennifer is a tenth-grader student who is hoping for the Paris’s National Scholarships for her to get. She has applied for it a month ago and done some tests and interviews. She was really sure that she could win the scholarship. From 500 people who have applied, it will be filtered to only 20 people who will attend the Paris’s National School. Her mother, Ivanca, supports her daughter to go to Paris for her extended studies. But her dad. He is the one who forbids Jenni. His name is Wesley. He doesn’t let Jenni to study abroad and Jenni knows it. Since then, Jenni has been frustratedly begging her mom not to tell her dad about the scholarship she has applied. Fortunately, her mom agreed to keep it as a secret.

The next day is Monday. Jennifer goes to school with an unwanted face. Her expression is as cold as an ice. Greeting by greeting saying “Good Morning” and a simple “Hi” are being ignored by Jenni. Everyone is wondering what has gone wrong with her. Jenni, herself, doesn’t want to communicate much with her friends. “What am I supposed to tell them if they know about my abandoned scholarship?” she thought sadly. Her dad, at the moment, is being transferred to another city by his company. So there are only Jenni and her mom at the house.

Jennifer is, indeed, not the only child in the Wesley’s family. Her younger brother, named Jonas, has died because of a chronic leukemia. Which made Jenni more oftenly feels a loneliness inside her. Jonas was the only one who could let Jenni talked freely.

The actual reason why Wesley does not want Jenni to study abroad is because Jonas’s death was really horrifying him. He was suffering from leukemia a year before his death. And the city where Jonas died is, coincidently, Paris. A place where Jenni’s dreams are. A place where Jenni terribly wanted to go. A place where maybe could change every single thing in Jenni’s life. But her dad doesn’t allow her to go. That really made Jennifer’s heart broke into pieces. Her dad-who is indeed the person that Jenni loved the most-ruined her dream in a single sentence. “I am not, and will not, allow you to go Paris. You’ve known the whys.” That was what Jennifer’s dad said to her nearly half year ago.

Jennifer walks on the left side of the road, aiming to go back to her house. It’s three at the afternoon and school has been over. She walks steadily and hoping that when she got home, the letter has been there for her to read. She prayed overwhelmingly. She really wanted to go there. The busy city with streetlights and ancient massive bulidings for her to visit. The city which could also be called a “dream” to Jennifer.

She has walked for ten minutes and there are only two blocks left until she reaches her house. She is too busy paying attention to herself as she does not realize that a metallic-blue SUV is crossing the same road as her. The car is so fast that it only lasts for about 5 second in Jenni’s sight, if she realized.

Jenni reached her home five minutes after. She was extremely shocked when she sees her dad’s car is parked outside her house. She ran inside and found out that her dad has already waited for her to come.

Jenni asked in a rush, “so you’re home? Why didn’t you tell me before? Why didn’t mom tell me about you coming home?” Her dad smiled and hugged Jenni for a few seconds. He said, “because I wanted to make it as a surprise for you, dear. I want to talk to you, so, shall we?”
Jennifer nodded and walked towards the living room followed by her dad and her mom.

They sat on a big-sized sofa and Jennifer’s dad started to talk. “I know that you’re now a grown-up girl. Not a ten-year-old any longer. Am I right?” he asked. Jenni is a little bit confused. She wasn’t expecting her dad to said that to her. But she answered, “Yes, dad. I’m now a fifteen-year-old. Not a child anymore.” Then her father said, “I trust you, dear. I have this as a surprise for you.”

When Jenni’s dad said that, he took a piece of a sealed envelope. A yellow-coloured one. Jennifer mind starts to blow. She is really shocked and amazed by what she sees at the moment. Yes. The letter from the Paris’s National Scholarship is being held by her father! She gasped and exhaled deeply. “This is for you, Jenni. You now have my permission to go to Paris and reach your dream. I love you, and I’m sorry for being ridiculous by not allowing you to go to Paris. I now you’re capable of it. Read it.”

On the paper it’s written:

CONGRATULATIONS,
You will attend the Paris National School. You are one of the luckiest 20.

Jenni gave a big grin and screamed, “I love you, Dad! I know you are the best!”, then hugged her dad and her mom.




THE END


yes. that is it!! thanks for reading and i promise i'll make a better writing than that one when i have time. ciao!


Smooch,

Agatha Tara :)