PEI (part 10) - Journal entry

Here is a story I wrote for my last journal entry. I received good comments about it and I want you to read it too.

The sky was glowing over their heads. Her blond hair was now golden. His green eyes were brighter than ever.
And vice versa.

"I am not sure about it anymore", she says.

"Me, I am."

The tall man nodded, filled with admiration for his little sister. She smiled, touched by his approval. She had told her family one week ago that she wanted to leave. Leave them. Leave all of them. Than, she had announced that she had already bought his flight ticket to San Francisco, at the other extremity of the country, and that there was no way to change her mind. The young woman had let nobody question her decision since then.
Except now. Now, in front of the Atlantic ocean. Now, next to her big brother. Now, she was doubting.

"Me, I am. I am sure about it, Laura."

At the moment she pronounced these words, she finally felt she had make the right decision. Any doubt suddenly vanished. She could leave.

I miss writing in french, I miss the 10 words we can use to express a single feeling. But this story comforts me a little.