My Teenage Life in Egypt

SIMPLE YET COMPLICATED

The Reader

Beni Suef

If I’m forced to be honest, I like it here, but I don’t like it here. I like the memories and the feelings, I like the whispers of my scratched name and juvenile words on the walls of my house. But I can’t sleep with my past like this. Facing this new version of my life, the updated version that came with even more bugs and crashing systems, made me think again about my future here. I don’t like my town but I deeply appreciate my bed and box of memories stacked underneath. My neighborhood is a place of a paradoxically complicated atmosphere. I may not be acquainted with all of my neighbors but I’m looking from a distance just to stay connected, however not attached.

My favorite neighbors are the Riyads, Christian, beautiful yet crazy people whose company is favorable.

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