forest

.07

It was graduation time, the end of the school year. But it wasn't my graduation, it was the seniors. But that would be me next year, lining up on the stage in a cap and gown, smiling because it was the last time I'd see this stupid school, and all the fake people. Smiling because I could live, and not be stuck in the same routine every, single, day. I would wave to my crying mum, and my proud dad in the crowd watching me as I'm handed my diploma. But that was next year, and this is now. Everyone was crowded in the courtyard, hugging, laughing, crying, every emotion swirled into the atmosphere. ,, i long for that feeling to feel nothing at all ,, I looked for Fletch, he was by a big oak tree surrounded by the rugby team, laughing, with a genuine smile on his face. I smiled, happy for him.

The last bell of the school year rang, and I brushed past the crowds of people full of emotion. I walked down the blocks, past my neighbourhood, and ended up in at the beach front.

I shouldn't be here, I wasn't in the proper attire, I didn't belong here. I belonged in the forest.

,, down in the forest, we'll sing a chorus, one that everyone knows ,,