theres nothing much to do when your sitting in a class room with no
one to talk to. All you can do is sit at your desk and hope that
the bell will ring soon and make you move onto your next class so
that your closer to the end of your day, closer to your freedom for
the weekend. Something that I have been looking forward to for
about three weeks. Three weeks of waiting for one weekend so that I
would never have to come back here again.
I hate how the room is so quite, but yet it feels like theres ten
million people in here talking all at the same time. Ever felt that
way? Like the silence in a room was ear bursting, but you were
scared to talk because you didn't want to ruin it? Well,
that's how I feel right now. After about five minutes of going
insane, I dig into my bag and get my ipod. I turn it up kinda loud
so that I was drowning out the silence. Wow, the silence is really
getting to me, I think I'm starting to go insane. Thank you to
who ever invented the ipod.
I see the only other person in the room get up
and walk out of the room with their back pack and that means that
the bell was ringing. I turn off my ipod and walk out of the room.
It was time to go home. Finally.
"Hey honey. How was your last day of this
school?" My mom was in the kitchen doing some finishing
touches with the packing.
"It was great. I don't think a single
person talked to me besides the teacher. But it's okay. I
don't like saying good bye anyways." I take a bite out of
the apple that my mom had left on the counter for me for something
to eat since everything else was either packed away, or thrown
out.
"Well, hopefully you wont have to be saying
any good byes. Because they said that because of the way the school
works that we shouldn't have to be moving till you finish
training." She wiped the little bit of sweat dripping down her
forehead on the back of her hand.
"Good." But that doesn't mean that
I'm gonna be making all kinds of little friends that are gonna
be living in my room so that we can do each others nails. I thought
to myself. My mom was always telling me that it wasn't good for
me to be myself all the time, but I wasn't really a people
kinda person. And I hated good byes more than anything.
"The moving people should be here with the
trailer around 5:00. Do you want to eat before that, or on the way
to our new house?"
"I don't care. I'll probably just
bring some snacks to snack on or something." I tossed the
apple core out and head back out the door.
"I'm going for a walk. Be back before
5:00." I turn my ipod back on when I get back out side and
turn it up to Carrie Underwood's 'Crazy Dreams'. I had
started to hum along when my phone went off, to the same song. As
you can tell, it was one of my favorites.
New text message. The front screen read. I hit
read. It was from Claire. One of the only people that I ever really
talked to. We had kinda became friends at the end of last year and
we sorta text each other like friends.
hey, someone said that you were leaving
town? Is that true?? :(
Great, how the heck did someone find out?? I didn't even
talk to anybody. Unless someone that lived near me saw the people
come and look at our house and the moving van take all our
furnisher already. Just my luck.
hey, srry that i didn't tell u. I'm
not good with good byes. really really srry. Please don't be
mad at me :( If you want, i'm going to the old swing set right
now. You could stop bye and we could really say good bye. :( Please
forgive me for not telling you.
I sent the message and sighed. I really
didn't want to see her again before I left. All sad. I wanted
to keep her happy face in my mind but what i would remember her by.
But I knew that she would want to say good bye, just because she
was a sweet little girl.
I would looove to see u. Don't worry
i'm not mad at you, i understand why you didn't want to
tell me. I'm noo good with good byes either. So lets not say
good bye. We can just hang out. :) Deal??
Wow, I liked the way this girl thought.
Maybe that's one of the reasons that I talked to her. Now
I'm kinda starting to wish that I had spent more time with her.
We might have become really good friends. But then that would have
been someone that I would have had to say good bye to. So maybe
this was for the best.
that would be great. I'll see you soon
:)
On that happy note I walked into the old play ground and
headed towards my favorite spot, the swing set.
The familiar sound of the swings swinging back
and forth was nice. I took one ear phone out so that I could hear
it for the last time.
I sat there for a while. Wondering how far away
she lived from here. It was sure taking her for a while to get
here.
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