The first thing I bought was…

The first thing I bought was a Disneyland ticket. I was so happy to go to because I had never been to been during Halloween time. It was a bit pricey because it was last minute. I had recently started working at Home Depot in August. I had saved my pay checks to the week before I left. My boyfriend and I had saved up almost a thousand five hundred dollars, for a trip that lasted only two days. I was more than excited to go but when it ended, I wish we could’ve stayed longer. I had always wanted to go during the Halloween season because I had heard from so many people, it’s a great experience. My cousin said that she’d almost gone four years in a row and she loved every minute of it. When I started looking up how much the prices will be, I started to realize that it’s not going to be easy. It put doubt in my mind to the point where I didn’t want to go anymore. As soon as that look up was finished, I continued to stay on my phone and go to my Instagram. A couple scrolls down and I see an ad for Disneyland in the Halloween season. The tickets just went on sale and are some percent off I can’t remember. I got excited again and bought the tickets. The trip was fun and I don’t regret it, but I didn’t need to go during Halloween time. I was socially pressured by my cousin by my social media friends and of mass media. The reason I feel this way is because if I didn’t do it I would be the only one that has not been and why not go when the price is so cheap now. I wouldn’t know how it would feel to experience it, I would be the outsider. Although I don’t really mind being the outsider, I can see where a push and pull started to happen. Maybe pressured isn’t the right word. Allured maybe? I was not made to do anything I didn’t want to do, so I wasn’t forced. Maybe it was a mixture of both because I did want to go but I didn’t need to go that year. Everyone was going, so why shouldn’t I? My first purchase was an expensive one but a good one, and maybe was placed in my head by others. I guess that’s just the way the world works.

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