So it's been 2 weeks of laziness, anxiousness, and sleep. One more week till I am leaving. My mom all of a sudden doesn't want be to go and is sad I am leaving so I play the "I am sad I have to go but I must" type of thing. I just don't want her to be sad that I am excited to leave. I know it is bad that I am excited to leave so much but thinking about it gives me a feeling of maturity . All my boxes are sitting up in my little box shaped room that I have had for ever! My boxes are probably just as excited as I am to get out of there. So then my friend Jenny calls
"Hey Jenny!"
"Hey Nancy" jenny happily replies.
"I am so glad to get out of here, it is just so old and I am excited to be free", I said in a relieved voice
Then my mom walks in and says
"I know you are excited, but not that excited was your life that bad", she says in a sad voice.
I hung up the phone on Jenny and told my mom that my life was good but it is just life needs change and she understood and just walked away kinda bummed.
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Teen FictionGraduating high school seemed fun until you loose friends and have to go to college or work at McDonald's or something like that. What now? What do I want to become? What do I look for in a man? Will I ever get married? Have kids? I worry to much so...
