{"id":6857,"date":"2018-02-11T23:53:09","date_gmt":"2018-02-11T22:53:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.pug.hr\/gimnazija\/?page_id=6857"},"modified":"2018-02-11T23:53:09","modified_gmt":"2018-02-11T22:53:09","slug":"identity-ahy-den-ti-tee-noun","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/pug.hr\/gimnazija\/english-all-around\/and-now-vote\/izazov-price-srednje-skole\/identity-ahy-den-ti-tee-noun\/","title":{"rendered":"Identity [ahy-den-ti-tee], noun"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Author: Korina Terek, Privatna umjetni\u010dka gimnazija, Zagreb<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s a sound of a church bell and a choir of voices singing. The place where you once found<br \/>\npeace only makes you feel empty now. You go home with a hollow chest, wondering if you<br \/>\ncould pinpoint the moment you changed if you think hard enough.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s a taste of copper in your mouth as the fist collides with your jaw, but you\u2019re still not<br \/>\nbacking away. No matter how cruel their laughter is, you won&#8217;t take back your words. You<br \/>\ncan&#8217;t. It just wouldn&#8217;t be you.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s biting your tongue before all the words you want to scream can rush out. But even if they don\u2019t get past your lips, they still stay with you, just bubbling under the surface. It\u2019s almost as if they were waiting for the right moment to get out. You don\u2019t know how much more you can take.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s the pang of fear and guilt that surges when you hear your father mention the things that<br \/>\nmake your stomach turn. The lies and excuses for leaving come too easily after some time.<br \/>\nYou wonder when it became the only acceptable way of dealing with things.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s the pain when your own fist collides with the wall in full force. Your lungs scream for air as you fight off another panic attack after the mere thought of future that awaits. You don\u2019t know when it got so bad. You only know you are tired. So tired<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s the feeling you get, five years later, when you join hands with her. The way you can walk<br \/>\nand laugh freely while doing it. You steal a glance as the smile creeps onto your face. Yes.<br \/>\nYou are finally being you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Author: Korina Terek, Privatna umjetni\u010dka gimnazija, Zagreb It&#8217;s a sound of a church&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":6794,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-6857","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/P2cktY-1MB","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pug.hr\/gimnazija\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/6857","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pug.hr\/gimnazija\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pug.hr\/gimnazija\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pug.hr\/gimnazija\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pug.hr\/gimnazija\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6857"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pug.hr\/gimnazija\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/6857\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6858,"href":"https:\/\/pug.hr\/gimnazija\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/6857\/revisions\/6858"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pug.hr\/gimnazija\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/6794"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pug.hr\/gimnazija\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6857"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}