"The Closing Door" by Felipe S.

I'm off to work, my mom says--loneliness overwhelms me with a cold, sweaty shiver. Slowly by surely, I mature. My parents are divorced; my mom works at two places to help my sister and me. I try my best at school. I have friends, I am ready to be a young man--the absence of my father prevents this, but I try. The two jobs, the ones that limit me from experiences of having a family, do not let my life unfold. I do have a home, school is my home. The place in which my life is focused on. I am am afraid. I don't want to spend all of my life working two jobs like my mom. I want a family. A circle of unity--love.