Moving (Not Me, Thank Goodness)

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Today was my friend's last day of school with me. He's moving to Idaho. I'm actually really upset by it. We were never really the closest of friends, but I've known him since kindergarten. I've known this kid for ten freaking years.

He was in most of my elementary classes, and plenty of my jr high classes. He was in the school band with me. He plays tuba.

Despite how annoying he was, despite how he'd do things just to bug me, although he always touched the percussion instruments, I'm really gonna freaking miss the idiot.

I didn't say goodbye to him because I didn't know how. I knew I'd get freaking emotional (like I am right now) and cry or something, so I didn't.

Man, I don't want him to move. I don't want my friends to leave me. I told myself that my friends wouldn't leave me until after we graduate high school, but I was wrong.

For all I know my friends could suddenly move and leave me behind. It's times like these that really make you think about how much your friends really mean to you.

I love you guys. ಥ_ಥ

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