Friday, 18th June 2021
School is out, forever.
I never thought I would get here, looking back at all I've been through I'm not sure how I did.
But I did.
I've finally finished high school.
I've been in 3 different high school. Ive been broken and bullied. I've been in inpatient. I have fallen in and out of love. I've cried one too many times behind the bathroom stalls.
And I've made many mistakes, yes.
But I've also met the most amazing people. I've stood back up after being put down. I've found myself in between pages of a book. I've made memories I will never forget.
I spent all those years hiding and crying behind closed doors, but no more. I can actually say I achieved the goal I set up at the beginning of 11th grade.
After everything I've been through I'm here, standing tall and with my head held high.
My heart is beating so fast.
I can't even begin to express how it feels to be proud of myself for the first time.
And now... school is over.
The part of me that was so used to the schedule, seeing the same faces and doing the same thing every day, is scared.
This was my reality, all I knew for 14 years, it's all coming to an end.
The other part of me, the one that can't stop thinking about a bright future, being independent, travelling, making more and more memories, all the endless possibilities, is so excited.
It's exhilarating and heartbreaking all at once.
It's a parodox, like everything in my life.
Unpredictable.
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Head High
Non-FictionI am eighteen now, and still scared. I haven't always been a scared person, life somehow made me that way at some point. Over the summer I learnt to fight back. I am still scared, but you don't know. Because I have my head held high. And mark my wor...
