Megi Jomidava
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i love vriting stories
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A PAST LIFE
A PAST LIFE Since I had no significant other to go home to, I would take classes in the evenings after work. After spending an evening with a group of women talking about past life regression, I was eager to get home and practice what I had learned. I wanted to see if it was possible to dream about a past life. So, after getting ready for bed I did my meditations, drank my tea, laid down in my bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
By Megi Jomidava11 months ago in Poets
from the ground to the sky
I dropped my head to my knees and closed my eyes. Tears rolled down my red cheeks. My ears rang with the voice in my head again: “You’re not good enough”, “You have to make your parents happy”, “You’re a failure”. In reality, I just wanted to be heard and loved. My parents never really understood me and thought I had attitude issues. No one understood me. I never had friends who cared about me. They mostly used me and told others terrible things about me. I slowly lifted my head and wiped my tears. My parents never believed sharing emotions was necessary and kept what they felt to themselves. I guess, they were strong like that. I tried journaling my thoughts, but I was always afraid they’d find them and call me weak for that. I hated being called weak. I wasn’t, but they wouldn’t realize that.
By Megi Jomidava11 months ago in Fiction