Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Emotion Project 4

Emotion Project is fiction.

  "You can't do this. You can't just show up and say 'you are my granddaughter' to Haruna. I didn't believe when the adoption Japan called me yesterday, but you are here now. This is real. I don't know how Haruna would take this situation. I will let you talk to her. Then, she will decide whatever she would like to do. I don't want to listen to you, but I will let you talk to her."
  I was listening this horrible conversation just outside of the dadami room. And I slid off the door and made the eye contact with dad. I didn't even enter the room, but I was crying and shouting.
  "I don't want to listen to her, either! I don't want to know whatever my secret is. I don't care!"
  "Haruna san! Don't be rude. Come in and introduce yourself first."
  I tried to stop crying and went into the room. I sat down next to dad. Sue Miller was looking at me. She was crying, too, but she didn't shout anything or say anything but she was crying. Three of us were sitting down there for a while without saying anything. After a while, Sue started talking.
  "Nice to meet you again. I am Sue Miller. Your name is Julie. Julie Miller. Yes, I am your granny. I know this sounds ridiculous after 10 years of your life in Tokyo. I just wanted to see you, how you were doing, what you look like. Your biological parents are..."
  "Sorry, I don't want to know about them. I don't want to know about these people who threw me away. I don't think they are my parents. I have my parents here. Ichiro Sato is my dad. And ..."
  Mom was bringing green tea and she was sitting down next to dad.
  "And this is my mom. I am Haruna Sato. I am not Jul... whatever you are thinking of me. So, don't break our family with saying strange things. I don't like you, Sue. Leave our home, go back to your country!"
  "I understand Julie, but you were born in Chicago. I was there when you were born."
  "Ahhhhhhhhh, whatever!"
  I covered my ears. I ran out to the road, then ran, ran and ran until I get back to the school which already finished today.

  It was 7: 24 a.m. I was sweating as if I was running. I decided to skip running this morning, instead I was looking out of the window to see the park and the lake.

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