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a Five Card Flickr story by Arlene Valenzuela Morit created Sep 25 2020, 03:16:03 pm. Create a new one!

flickr photo credits: (1) bionicteaching (2) Serenae (3) bionicteaching (4) Serenae (5) Serenae

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I have been in the dark for years, i see darkness as my quiet and peaceful place before. Way back in my elementary and highschool, i've always been a loser from my Mother's eyes as she always compare me to my older brother who always been a honor student, an excellent student rather. She always see me as a nothing compare to what my brother can do. Higher grades and good at sports. But then through all those years, I am not that bad as what my Mother think of me back then, I can make good grades too, and I can play sports also. I can even write stories, poems, and other literature too. And I know that myself. So, instead of hurting my feelings thinking why did my Mom hate me so much, and more. Why not just wait until my Mother see that there's a potential in me too? That I am just like my brother too, that can make her proud too, despite of me being so rebellious before. I work hard to make good grades, I tried making good stories and other literatures too , I even tried to compete with my brother on an essay writing and got the 1st place and got an award and take it home to my Mom saying "I won, Ma. I am good too. And I can do better." after saying that, a tear feel from her eyes and utter this "I know, and you've always been great for me, I just needed you to show yourself. And I am so proud of you. " that melts my heart, it made me realize that despite of bad treatment we get from them, sometimes makes us do something good for ourselves and build us to be strong person. I've waited years for her to see me like the way she see my brother, years that each day was a nightmare for me. Not until now, now that she loves us fair and clear.

First pictute represents how dark and quiet my life is, the next picture shows how beautiful tomorrow is, because for me tomorrow is an another opportunity for me since then, the third picture will represents how my mother looked at me before, a useless and a trash. Stairs, that represents the steps I had to do to gain my Mom's love and support, the steps I had to climb patiently to reach the goal of making my Mom proud. And lastly, flower which represents myself blooming and shining beautifully to prove that I am good. And I have my own beauty and potential too.

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