by Xilena T.
One normal day I was at my house watching the news when I heard someone say: “Tomorrow will be no class.” I was so happy as if I had won an award. The next morning I woke up, and I was in a good mood. Then in the night I heard a lot of people saying the schools will be closed maybe for the rest of the year. Hearing that, I felt the joy over my body. The days passed, we learned to use different platforms to study, and much more. I thought being home would be "cool" because who wouldn't want to be home? But it wasn't.
During the quarantine, everything became more difficult for me: the school, the family, even social interaction. I realized it wasn't as pretty as I thought. I couldn't sleep anymore, I didn't talk to anyone and I didn't even eat well. That's when I started to miss school and my friends. Being at home became difficult for many reasons. Every day I heard my bed call me and say, "Xilena, don't go, stay a little longer with me and miss classes." To ignore her I had to do my part, arm myself with courage and go to the room and receive my classes. And as I said before, socializing became complicated because I no longer wanted to talk to anyone, I just wanted to be in my bed looking at the ceiling or watching a movie.
Also, like me, I know that many people lost loved ones and that it hurt us. For my part, I felt very sad and it was one of the reasons why I did not want anyone by my side. I just wanted to cry and go back to school and sometimes I wondered how I thought to do it because whenever I got up it was without energy. After a while, I realized that things were changing, that the situation was improving, and along with it my mood also. I think that, like me, many teenagers and people, in general, have lived the same or perhaps worse things, but at least I realized that I should always be grateful for what I have because we do not know when we will lose it and if we can ever have it back.
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