Tears. Wet, salty tears streaming down my face. I never thought I would cry this much. The tiny drops of water falling from my eyes are real. They're not a dream. They're real. I have something wrong with me. Lately, I've been seeing everything as a dream. The times I was with my bestie, the times I was with my other best friends, it was all a dream. Or, felt like one at least. I keep telling myself it's real. My friends keep telling me it's real. Everyone tells me it's real.
But my mind feels it's not.
I don't know how it happened. It just did. I woke up one morning, and BAM! I couldn't feel alive. I've tried and tried since then to get myself back together, into real life, but I can't. It's impossible. I just can't do it. Oh, right. You don't want to hear about that problem. You want to hear about why I'm crying a rainstorm that could cause a flood.
The last day of school was today. I had to say goodbye to my bestie, who is going off to high school in September. He's never responded to any of my messages on Skype. I know I'll never see him ever again. But when we say our goodbyes, a part of me feels we'll see each other again. I don't feel as sad as I thought I would. I'm crying. But yet, I feel some joy. Joy that we'll meet again.
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END OF THE EXTREMELY SHORT CHAPTER ONE
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Home Away From Home
FanfictionMy first fanfic book I have ever made on Wattpad! The start of the book doesn't include Pat and Jen, but my friends and me. They all appear in this order: Me, Horus365, CookieKlassen/Sarah, Pat and Jen, Sky, Chaotic, pawfast10. I get teleported to M...
