How It Used To Be

Chapter 1

It was a regular day for me, I was just waking up and it's time for me to do my daily chores. I won't let you go through that, so I will skip that. I remembered one thing though, one thing about my life that has changed drastically. I had lost most of my friends and they had all turned on me. I wish I still had all of them, Dana, Emma, Joe, and Willy. They would always go on nice trips with me, and when I say trips I mean that we went to, like, the mall or to the park. Anyway, we would always go on these cool adventures, but that's just the start. The way things were before they all had gone against me. I wish that we could go back to those times and then we could be happy together, well, maybe just me be happy. If we weren't playing outside we were inside drawing things, eating all the time and playing video games. We just always had something to do.

When things changed it made me think of what it would be like to go back to those times. It made me think of what we did before the change. It made me want them back even more, but I can't change it, heaven knows I've tried. The worst thing about it is that I have to control myself at school. Being their friend for a long time it makes me want to go over to them and talk to them. I know that I shouldn't but I know that someday I'm going to mess up and I'm going to go over to them. I just need to move on, but that won't stop me from thinking about the past.

I put on my favorite Leather Jacket and my fresh shoes and opened the door because it's time for school. Hooray! I thought to myself, It's time for more school, can't wait till it's over. Luckily I had one person who would always be there when I needed him, his name was Shaun. Shaun was your normal happy go lucky friend who always need to cheer up people to make his day brighter. So basically, he's my closest friend. "Hey Danny, how are you today?" Shaun said with a smile on his face like always.

"I'm doing just fine, thank you. The only problem is my friends, but I'll get over it." I told him. He knew about my friends and he always talked to me about them, it's kind of like a personal psychiatrist. "I just need to stop thinking about how things were and move on. I shouldn't of have said that, because immediately after that, an image popped into my head of my friends and I traveling in a forest, jumping on trees, near rivers and acting like goofballs.

"Well, I'm sure you will, but is that what you want, buddy? I mean, they were your friends forever, if you gave them up now then it's almost like saying goodbye to your family."

"I'm fine with that, if that's what's going to happen then let it happen. They gave me up, I'm just going to live with it. And that's Final." I turned away from him as the bus pulled up to get on our stop. I took seat 7 because that's my seat, I always sit here, if I didn't well then I get angry. I don't let it take me over but it happens. I put my earbuds in my ears and turned on some music. I wasn't going to talk for this bus ride so it felt like it was nothing.

By the time I got to school, I just decided to keep my head down and not look for my friends, my first class was Math class and right at that moment I remembered something. All of them have the same classes as me. We were always partners and we always worked together, but now we can't, or rather, we don't want to. I have to pay attention to class, take my notes, and do my work. I won't stand up, I won't raise my hand, I'll be unnoticeable. "Ah, Daniel. Would you like to answer this Quadratic Formula?" The teacher, Mr. Bandvich asked me.

"Uh, no, I would not like to answer that, thank you." I told him that, clearly showing I didn't want to take part in his shenanigans. I just want this day to be over. Luckily for me I didn't get to answer that question because I'm his Star Student and I can answer any question he wants me to, so I guess he's giving me a break. The rest of the classes were also boring, World Studies, Biology, Language Arts, Even German was bad, and I love German it's one of my favorite classes. In World Studies, Ms. Traker wanted to go outside and check some of the land that has historical background to it. In Biology, Mr. Yurinachi wanted us to dissect a cat, I was never going to do that. In Language Arts, Mr. Potrykus did a nice thing called making us read Grapes of Wrath, not bad but pretty boring at the start. In German, Ms. Nockinschlein wanted us to greet others and speak a conversation completely in German and let me tell you, it's not easy.

By the time lunch rolled around I was joyed that I get to sit by myself. I got my chicken and my gravy like substance, that you can never trust because it's Cafeteria food. I ate by myself, threw it away, then walked outside and began to write. Writing has always been a thing I do because I like reading and I want to try writing a book one day. I just started writing this book that starts off slow and gets better over time. Sound familiar? Skipping past the day I just couldn't stop thinking of the adventures I had with my friends and what I could do about them just being gone like that. On the bus I feel like I even felt a few tears, but I can't help that.

I got home and the first thing I did was get on the computer to relieve my stress and post my next part to the story I wrote during lunch. It helps me relieve stress like I said, but it also helps me think like people like the crap I write. I continue to play games after that, then go to bed. I dream about my friends and I'm starting to feel like this is a problem. I just need to get my friends back, someday, somehow, maybe with some hope.