връщате се в къщи с мама и виждаш че има багаж на всякаде. \n\nМама: Приготви се мама! Тръгваме.\n\n[[Качваи се на самолета]]
Family is important, but what happens when that family is no longer there. What happens when you don’t know who to side with, who is right and who is wrong, who do you comfort and who do you condemn, how do you believe in a family that doesn’t exist. The next couple weeks are spent making a weekly pilgrimage to the apartment. Each week the same you begin to realize the ugly truth of the situation that you have been put in. As you chose to spend time with what is left of your family and try to salvage a father who is all but dead you also chose to neglect you school work and your performance has dropped dramatically. As hard as it is you must leave home and look to fix your own matters, [[school]] chief among them.
You’re in the air flying hundreds of miles an hour and you can’t help but to feel trapped in your head. You feel excitement shrouded in dread.\n\n[[go back to sleep]]
Mom calls, "[[get up]]!" The sound echoing through the hall thrusts you form your day dream. "It's time for breakfast," she adds. At 10 o-clock Bulgarians eat breakfast then at 1-2 they eat lunch and from 7-8 we eat dinner...\n\nAfter breakfast you go to Monroe Lake. You have been to the lake so many times that the sheer mention of its name stings in your mind and your body goes limp.\n\nThe day is short and the weekend even shorter. School is a waste of time and the other kids look like they belong in kinder care. Math class required you to add and subtract small numbers which is easy for the most part, it’s also the only thing that you can read. it all seemed like a [[waste of time]]; all you can think is "I just want to go home..."\n
Ставаш и започваш да се подготвяш за училище. След няколко минути си готов, цункаш мама и тръгваш към училището. \n\n[[прекараи деня в училище]]\n[[прекараи деня с приятели]]
You wake up early in a morning daze. You are perplexed, lost, and confused with no conception of your future or your past. You are living in the here and now. What happens next is up to you...\n\n[[Begin your adventure.]]
You look at it, and with shaking hands you slide the green bubble to the right and you hold it there... All you can think of is just [[Pick it up]]
It was a warm morning and you’re ready for school. You gather your things, say goodbye to mom, and begin the long walk to school. \n\nSchool goes fine, the usual. There is a fight at lunch over who gets to use the new tea machine, you avoid it and hope that the special had shortened the line for breakfast. You eat quickly and go back to the classroom to sit in solitude and practice your math.\n\nThe moment is all too short and before you know it everyone is in attendance and class has begun. You stare into the distance to the trees beyond the playground who grow tall and shed white cotton like material. It is beautiful and you let the moment take you.\n\n\n[[SMACK]]
два чеса идва и учителите ни пуснаха, виждаш Мама:\n\nМама!!?\n\n[[Прегни Мама!]]
You find yourself in an alarming amount of pain caused by a meter stick across your hands. The teacher yells at you to pay attention and with this instruction ends the last notable memory.\n\nThe school day comes to an end and you prepare to walk home when you see that mom is waiting for you. As you run at her she smiles and you smile back. Caught in loving embrace you yell "MOM!" She puts you down and tells you to get ready.\n\nGet ready for what you wonder?\n\n\n[[go home]]
Няkoi neшta stavat koito se opitvaш da ne pomniш. Шtasliv сi чe se viq s miшo no sega ste sami, ti, mama, tati, nanka. \n\n[[yes, no, bear, fish]]
As the months pass you become more resilient learning how to appeal to both parties without injuring or supporting either one. Managing the situation and hiding the pain becomes necessary if you want to manage school and two adults acting like children.\n\nAlmost 2 years pass before you fully recover from the ordeal. Comps, a test and a rite of passage for any Wabash man is upon you. You study, take the test, and await results. In this there is only one lesson to be learned, life is hard, it is cruel, it is manipulative, it is cold, and it punishes every mistake, and the only way to win is to know that [[...|https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EcLPNGLRHU8]]\n
As you get up you are struck by a distinct feeling. An aura that you can’t shake and it suggests that you have been here before. It’s been almost 10 years since you were a small boy and the world has changed. It turns out that the time you spent as a small boy passed too quickly. Looking back there were many things that you would change, regret clings to you with cold embrace. The phone rings.... The display says "Tati"\n\n[[Pick it up]]\n[[Let it ring]]
You go home together and find that all has been packed as if to move. 2 suit cases full of clothes. You do the same, packing your favorite shirts and pants, mostly shorts and T-shirts thinking you are going on holiday as is expected at this time of year. You climb in the car and head to the [[airport]].
Събуждъш се в самолета които каца в Chicago O'Hare. Ставаш и слизьш в нов свят. къде се намираш, кой са всички тези хора?\n\n[[следи мама]]\n[[събудй се при Мишо]]
Yes, no, bear, and fish were the only words you knew before this point. A practically useless set of words which were your only map through the confusion that was your life untill this point.\n\nYou wake on a warm Saturday morning and stare into space looking at nothing but noticing everything, 3 months have passed since you landed in O'Hare airport. 2 months since you have been going to school. And only a couple weeks since you moved. Since it all happened you haven’t had time to [[reflect]] on what has happened, instead you live day by day in a fashion that can best be described as survival.\n\n[[wake up]]
The foreigner’s inability to play proper football was amusing. Making use of the two large fields, you play every day. First it was alone, but with time kids began to join, first brown kids who were clearly more inclined than the white kids that would come later. It was the only place where I felt normal and in my element. With each day the fields became more and more like a home away from home, it was treated as sacred ground and it would continue to be so until graduation. \nSadly childhood is often too short, at some point we must all [[wake up]]\n
The phone rings and rings, it rings once, it rings a second time, and it rings a third time. You look at the caller ID and it brings a tear to your eye but you know that even if you picked up it would make no difference, yet the phone continues.. [[ring]]... [[ring]].... [[ring]].... [[ring]]...[[ring]]...[[ring]]
You decide to stay in bed for a while and allow yourself to sit and think. There are kitchen noises coming from beyond the door. Pots and pans banging against one another, the sink runs constantly, but it doesn’t matter. What happened? Do you even remember aimlessly clicking?\n[[click]]
You awaken only to find yourself in a large and windy city. You get in a car with mom and dad and doze off. When you awaken you find yourself surrounded by your aunt, uncle, and cousin.\n\nTime then passed quickly. 3 months feels like 3 days... In school, you simply try to survive. You wonder how to get to the bathroom without being spotted by the teacher, hell even making into the hallway and getting away from the barking that poured out of everyone around you would be a blessing.\n\n\n[[hey]]
You put to the phone to your ear and there is only noise in the background. Since you have come to college things just haven’t been the same at home and you can feel the weight of it all crushing like no physical weight could. Through the noise you hear dad come through yelling, "Come home" he says "I think she is leaving" he says. Your only option is to [[drive home]] I mean what would you do?
Family is important but school costs money. With the weight of the burden now intensified it becomes hard to function regularly. Eating, sleeping, paying attention is cumbersome to say the least. Managing as you will you try to keep in touch with home to check in but mostly you play the part of an emotional counselor. As time passes you do the only thing that you know how, [[adapt]].
Добро утро мама! Трябва да се приготвим за училище, ставай!!\n\n[[станй]]
It all feels like a waste of time... Spelling tests, math tests, ESL, it’s just a hoax. There is no way that you will stay here, why would you? The people look at you funny, they the food is mainly conr with beans or beans with corn, and they don’t know how to play [[football]].
You go home only to act as the mediator between your parents for the last time. In the morning she leaves and the only thing you can think is of the pile of homework that waits for you but which is more important [[school]] or [[family]]
два чеса идва и учителите ни пуснаха, виждаш Мама:\n\nМама!!?\n\n[[Прегни Мама!]]
There was little to do but follow mom and dad. At the ripe age of 8 you are not too sure what other choices you have and if they will matter or not. Whilst on the plane you know that something is wrong indicated by your own strange feeling of agony reinforced by the confusion painted on everyone’s faces.\n\n[[go to sleep]]
мама и тати влизат в мистериозна кола и отидохме в мистериозна къща кадето намиш братовчедите си. \n\n[[yes, no, bear, fish]]