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Freedom - Haidji - Short Story - Excerpt

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Excerpt

Freedom

Emma’s mother used to say:

“God created teenagers, so that parents don’t suffer too much when their kids go their own way, one day.”

This day has come.

This day is today.

And really, it did not look like someone wasn’t suffering. Not her mother.

It did not look like Emma wasn’t suffering, either. There was a mix between happiness and sadness in the air.

For Emma, it was the happiness of having all you dreamed about and, at the same time, the sadness about what you don’t have anymore. It was about what do to with all that, with all you suddenly have, and with the memories about what you had before.

For her mother, it was like how mothers feel when kids go their own way. Some feelings you cannot explain.

Yes, both of them were happy, and sad.

Emma had told her mother since she was 14 that she would live alone when she would turn 18.

Emma did not make it with 18 years; she was almost 19 years old now.

It is not that she did not love her parents, of course she did, it is more, how she described it: “Freedom?” “The long awaited freedom. The freedom you worked hard for, cleaning your bedroom sometimes, making your bed when you are not too late for school, and on rare but real occasions, trying to come back from a party when everyone else is arriving there, trying to not drink too much and keeping the boys away from your parents’ home.”

On the way back from the university Emma, who had her own house key since she was 13, realized she now had HER own house key, for her own house.

Emma, coming back for the first time to her new place, opened the door and said: “Where is my brother?” “Is dinner ready?” “Mom?”

“MOM? MOOOMM?”

Silence.

They had made the move on the weekend. Last weekend. Actually, yesterday. Emma brought some of her old furniture to this studio apartment and they bought some new things too. It was a really nice studio.

It took Emma 5 Minutes to realize where she was. Even if this was not the same house, she took 5 Minutes to realize where she was. Her memory was more the type of memory that is attached to situations than a “photographic” one…to ask for her brother and for dinner was something she did every day over the last years.

Emma took 10 Minutes more to decide if she should go out and buy something eatable.

But, lets have a look in the fridge at first. Just because.

The fridge should be empty, because Emma didn’t even know where the next supermarket was. “It shall not be far”, she thought, “they are everywhere”, but now, she felt helpless. “Let’s have a look in the fridge at first. Miracles happen, don’t they?” So close as the next supermarket may be, when you are hungry, it seems to be too far away.

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