It was when i was Nine, all young and oblivious, in Disneyland. It wasn't like i was expecting it, in fact, nobody expects it. Sometime i look back on it and laugh, at my sheer stupidity and obliviousness, but sometimes, i think about it and it has a deeper meaning than it has to. It was November 4, a Monday and exceptionally lazy day. I wanted to stay in bed all day, but you know, you can't go to Disneyland every day and i had to, had to savor every moment of it. I wasn't complaining, i mean who complains when you are in Disneyland. The sunlight streaming through the enormous windows, the smell of chlorine from the swimming pools below me up with a start. My mom was sleeping on the other bed, snoring gently, like the soft breeze in a storm. The fluorescent light illuminated the room, making her face have a weird glow. I am trembling with excitement, today was the day we get to …show more content…
That Hallway ended without a door, forcing me to retrace my steps. There was no sense of direction, it seemed as if I were going in circles. I just returned to the line where i first was and looked for my mom. I do remember that she was wearing yellow, so I looked for a yellow dress. A lot of people were wearing yellow, and it was very disorienting. I frantically examined the people, their happy smiley face and my stupid grief. I was supposed be enjoying my time with Ariel right now, smiling and taking her autograph. Tears welled up in my eyes as I walked aimlessly around the lines squeezing and sliding. This was my first time getting separated from my mom and i did not know what to do. Though i felt like wailing, I remembered her mom telling her that i was now 'a big girl' and I continued walking bravely. I looked numbly at the surroundings, unable to find my anchor, my guardian, I couldn't find my mother. My confusion and frustration rose to the surface like an unstoppable tide. What was i going to