The next morning I woke with a burst of energy. I knew that although I only had a few more months left until school was over, I was going to make it count. I usually wake up at 6, but today I woke up at 5:30. I took a long shower and wore the outfit I had chosen the night before. The outfit was not completely black like how I dressed for the past 3 and a half years, nor was it all pink and white like in elementary and middle school. It was all three colors.
I had decided that I am no tomboy all dressed in black, nor a barbie in pink. I am both. And there's nothing wrong or embarrassing about it. This was who I was. At least appearance-wise. The previous night I also made a planner in my bullet journal. This planner was like a timetable, I wrote down at what time I was going to wake up, go to school, come home from school, do my homework, work out and plan for the next day. After a really long time, I finally felt relieved, I knew what I was going to do. I had it all planned out. All I have to do is stick to do the plan. How hard could it be?
I put a reminder on my phone to send my essays to some of the schools I am applying to and start arranging my bed when my mum barges into the room screaming to wake up.
"Oh, you are up?" She said surprised, "Well that's something new"
"Yea, I couldn't sleep so, I decided to just get up and get ready." I lied.
It wasn't really a lie, because I really couldn't sleep last night as I was excited for school today.
"Anyways, would you like to come to school with me as you are already dressed?" Asked mum.
"Umm.. No, I think I'll go with Anna and Stacy, it's a little too early to be in school right now."
"Ok,"
"Wait mum, There's a party tonight I was wondering if I could go with Anna and Stacy. It's at Tara's place. Can I please go?"
"Sure, but you got to be home before 10, alright?"
"Yeah sure"
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The Living Puppet
Ficção AdolescenteEveryone wants to be accepted in society. For as long as you nod your head, like what others like, do what "normal" people would do, You are fine. But what if you wanted to express yourself? What if all your life you waited for the right moment to a...
