Back In High School...
"I'm not like you," seventeen-year-old Oscar screamed into the phone piece. "I won't marry her. I'm marrying whom I choose- I hate you!"
The cell phone landed on the floor, on top of the thick, white-coloured rug that lay next to the bed, undamaged. The teenager's hand that was holding the device now covered one side of his face as tears threatened to spill over.
He turned to his mp4 player and pressed play, plugging his ears with the buds and raising the volume to the highest level with the other hand, blindly. Toxic, came on and he pressed skipped. Three more songs over, he released the forward button as the tears ran down the sides of his face. Taylor Swift's Wonderland played.
His father wanted him to 'not do anything stupid' and to 'remember that he ha
