Switched at birth – #7

Hi! As I promised, here I am trying to write an entry for anyone who’s reading this. Please spread the word, I don’t wanna keep feeling like I’m talking to myself as I always do, so get me some likes. Anyways, this entry is dedicated to a couple of characters that share details of their progress during their standalones, they both find themselves after getting out of their shy box to explore the world they’re most afraid of. These two are Emily Hughes from Since You’ve Been Gone by Morgan Matson, and Isla Martin from Isla and the Happily Ever After by Stephanie Perkins.

Exhibit A. Plain Nobody.


There’s no doubt that these girls were that. Afraid, shy, naive and 3fee2b09925fbe3b1ebccd69fb510b14hopelessly devoted to people that maybe didn’t deserve the effort, they were already passionate without even noticing it. Like with Emily being always the follower/cargo of her bff Sloane, going around her steps when it came to relationships and popularity. People didn’t know her because of who she truly was, not even by her own name but for being the best friend of the rebel troublemaker that the world seemed to adore. She was such an enigma, that once Sloane went away without a word, Emily became the boring lonely daughter of two drama addicted parents and the lost puppy of the newest runaway in town. She couldn’t even realise herself when she found herlsef alone with no companion, only the memories of the good times she had. Emily couldn’t speak to the guy she liked, and didn’t know who she really was; she was such a naive little bundle of embarrassment.

Then with Isla, she was your typical awkward teenager who could only daydream about love, to love from an unknown afar where she 400fullstayed invisible for the 96% of the school’s population. A smart, nice, cheerful and friendly girl just getting out of her casket with baby steps. She was always the spectator, of how people got into boy drama, how they missed school, how they fell in love, how their hearts were broken, how time never stop passing, how her young years were arriving like the train to never return. She focused on been a perfect studious good daughter and the secret voyeuristic of those with better social and romantic status. Waiting for a chance to experience her own fairytale princess story, with a kiss that could resolve all the problems in the world. With the hopes and dreams of any other innocent girl.

Exhibit B. Wild Child.


Once Sloane vanishes only leaving this ‘To Do List’ to her with the most outrageous extracurricular activities ever, Emily feels resilient bf7no59cyaa3349to do them, to tick them all. But without any other connection to her lost best friend, she finds comfort in the list and starts ticking things with frightening feelings through out her body. Shame, awkwardness, bravery and maybe even love but she’s still young so without caring much about the people around the list under the same fashion Sloane used to be ruled by, she manages to complete the list. Doing things, from going apple picking at night to kiss a complete stranger, making out with a redundant Jamie, skinny-dipping, steal stuff, tell some secrets and many more. She gets out of her comfort zone, begins embracing her body, freedom and womanhood without regrets. All while trying to find Sloane.

img_20161005_143147Then with Isla, she finds love. The love she always expected. Even though it all started with a disastrous date, that left her more moved than she ever felt. She has many first times, like her first love kiss, the first time she ditched a true friend, the first hook up, the first time she flunked her grades, first time sneaking out school, first time she gave everything up for the crush of her lifetime, her first heart break and deception. As she lives things intensely, she misses the world to see only her fresh new love without realising she’s not that person, she’s not just the girl who gave up herself for the guy she wants. But it all has a breaking point, where you can hit rock bottom or like Isla, you have had enough.

Exhibit C. Finding Herself.


Emily indeed hit rock bottom. She became a person she loved and 500full-melissa-benoisthated at the same time, a mix of Sloane and her hidden self. A girl willing to do everything (no matter how morally incorrect) to get the guy she wanted, to get the right feeling she was looking for. She forgot about the insecure and safe playing Emily, to kiss Frank as she had wanted for a long time. And only realising how awful that was since he had a girlfriend away in college pinning up for him, when Dawn called her up for this. Emily had seen the tears in Dawn’s face when she was cheated so being the flirt wasn’t as fun as it had felt in that instant, to the point that not even Frank wanted to see her. Ultimately, she gets to find Sloane as her mind and heart tells her things aren’t that simple, life is not black and white. Like her feelings for both her best friend and the guy she has come to love, that herself is not good nor bad. She can be fun and feel good about herlsef, and go for what she wants but also have a moral compass up to her beliefs. To find a place where she can be the real Emily, the same Emily with Sloane and Frank.

With Isla, it’s the realisation of what a real relationship is. She had 2ddf50331c8dc7caa9ade31248561e63this fantastic concept, how everything was happiness and bubbly times but when it came to the past, her experience was minimum as Josh’s. When he draw his autobiographical graphic novel and forgot Isla, her heart was crushed. He did draw his ex, in all what they had experienced like sex and love, which he showed to Isla thinking only in the selling product but not on what would cause to her pride and naive heart. She was heartbroken with former insecurities and real greenness. She was not ready for him not to feel her pain or realise what was so wrong, they were different and that branded her as just a teen. She suffered as many others did before and shall do after her; she found out she needed to be herself. To grow up without abandoning her childish self, she could be both, cause she was certainly that. The inexperienced girl and the woman who loved with all her heart even on the first date.

Both this girls won. One’s ending was more realistic than the other but both had rough time transitioning from that modest cocoon to a winsome butterfly ready to fly across life glowing in the dark times and away of the wrong current. If they were real in other place rather than just in readers’ minds, I’m more than just sure that they would be fine and looking always up for inspiration on the most real adventure that is life.

Song Time:

I was planing to go only for one song, until I remembered the other. First I’ll mention the one my mind came up with yesterday. I’m talking about *New York City by The Chainsmokers*, I know these girls weren’t to NYC but that place is known to hit you hard or pull you up. They both experienced great ups and downs, in love and with their own self-confidence. So… Yeah.

You promised, I promised
I never knew I could be this selfish
Nights downtown, it’s a new town
But I keep thinking I see your face in the crowd
But you’re not here and you won’t be
Cause you love me enough to let go of me

New York City, please go easy on me tonight
New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine
Cause I’m losing my lover to the arms of another
New York City, please go easy on me tonight

Second song I just picked after remembering the times I used to listen to it on the radio, when I was like twelve or thirteen. I never looked for the song, and after a video I had to added it to my Spotify playlist. This clearly explains all the sides of both Isla and Emily. It’s *You Found Me by The Fray*.

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin’ on the floor
Where were you? Where were you?
Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin’ on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why’d you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me
Why’d you have to wait?
To find me, to find me


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