There is before and after. Also, there is now. People like to think that you have to live a moment, while it lasts, but how can you do that without looking back? How can you do that when your past literally consumes you? It's hard to let go, it's hard to get over, but nothing is as hard as being stuck in one place.
My life was quite awkward a lot of times. Sometimes I only wanted to lay down and scream as hard as I can. The only problem is that nobody is going to hear it. We all are human and all like to show how strong we are, but at the same time while we are pretending to be strong nobody notices how torn apart we really are. And it kills us inside.
Change always brought some kind of anxiety to me. I liked things to be stable and normal, but that has never been the case for me.
When I entered school everything started blurring together. I never wanted to grab much attention, but sometimes that was absolutely impossible to do. Trying to get through the hallway I bumped into somebody by accident. All that I was able to register is a dark red hoodie. Immediately I tried to get away from there, hoping that I escaped from that hard, moving object with which I bumped.
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I was only able to see her from the back, as she quickly disappeared from the view.
"Who was the girl that just bumped into me?" I asked Matt, who was walking right beside me.
"Matt?" His gaze was focused on something or someone specific far away.
"Hello?" No identification of listening to me.
"What?" He answered after looking at my face and realizing that I asked something.
"Earth to Matt. Hello!"
"What were you asking?" Matt asks after rolling his eyes.
"Never mind," I said ready to dismiss topic.
"Alright." He quickly muttered under his breath." Who is that girl that just bumped into you?"
I literally slapped myself in the face." Seriously?"
"What?" Matt asked confused, as I couldn't hold back my laughter anymore."What's wrong with what I asked?"
"Oh, NOTHING." I started openly laughing. Matt looked at me as I was the craziest person he ever saw but didn't say anything.
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