A Sister s Jealousy

"Luna, please come out of your room and eat. You've been there for a week, my princess! Please don't do this to us! Open the door for us! Daddy is on his knees and since you decided to lock yourself in your room, he has never gone to work and neither have I, my daughter! Your life is not over my baby, you are still young and we need you. You are our only treasure, you are the most beautiful gift of our life and I promise you that without you, we will not have a single reason to live. Come on, open the door my darling."

****LUNA.****

I am sitting on the chair that is right in front of my wall mirror and I hear these words from my mother but I don't know what to do.

In fact, my tears are flowing but they are invisible because they can't be seen. My heart is bruised, as if a dagger had been thrust into it.

For me, life has no meaning anymore.

I just want to kill myself and end this suffering, but I don't know what is holding me back. Is it my parents' true love for me or my boyfriend who I have been ignoring for a while now? I don't know! Today, I doubt everything and I don't believe in anything or anyone anymore and why? You will know because I am going to tell you my story.

My name is Luna, I am twenty-three years old today.

When I was about to get engaged to the one I loved, my life was turned upside down and I don't think I'll ever get over it.

I remember the day my father got a very good job in a huge company in Dakar, a city in Senegal, which is a country in the African continent.

We were living in France, more precisely in the city of Rouen.

I liked it there, I went to a good school and I had many friends. I was doing ballet since I was three years old and my teacher, Madame Lemarchal, always told me that I was so brave and that I would go far.