A knock on my door wakes me up. I'm officially ten days into Summer, and I haven't done anything related to the season. I get out of bed and crack open my door. Mom stands there, giving me a half smile. "Good morning sweetie," I walk away from the door and leave it gaped open.
I sit back on my bed, "Morning." I'm not ignoring my family anymore, but I have yet to forgive them for what they've done. For now, I do have to live here with them.
Mom pulls something from behind her, and hands it to me, "I know you broke your old phone. I am hoping this will do for now, and maybe you'll be able to start making plans with your friends again. You're not grounded, you know that, right?"
"Okay," I take the box from her and she turns out of my room.
It's a new phone, an even better one than my last one. The only problem is that I don't really have a use for it anymore. I don't talk to my friends. Despite this, I go ahead and turn it on. After a minute or two it lights up and I'm able to unlock it. I find quick enough that everything from my old phone has been transferred to this one. I check social media for the first time in a while. Dallas and his band post quite a bit about gigs they've had lately and how practice is going. My other friends have posted more artsy and hipster things. I don't know if I should still consider them my friends though. It's not like we talk anymore.
The pictures they take remind me how modernized and technological modern ages are. We went from letters and horses to smartphones and automobiles in a matter of only a few centuries. Imagine what we could do in the next decade. We could cure cancer, solve economic and ecosystem problems, and even stop world hunger. How likely these things are now, though is very slim.
I look outside when I hear something hit my window. The sky is darker than it should be this morning. Rain covers the streets and is still pouring down. I think I may just lay in bed today with some music. I'm not feeling very sociable today, I rarely do.
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The Beginning, Middle, but not the End
Teen FictionJodie Sizemore is a normal teenager--she lives in a nice house, goes to a good school, and has a group of loyal friends. However, there are a few inevitable obstacles that seem to prevent her from enjoying her life, also known as Generalized Anxiety...
