This is My Story. #JustWriteIt

Hi, I am Rose. This is My Story.

Five years later,

Everyone is staring at me once again. So what if I can't do Maths, that isn't their problem. They still think I'm unusual but isn't everyone a bit out-of-place. I mean, we're not all the same. It's not that bad here although I am counting down the days until I leave. Secondary school is going to be different. Yes, the tall people with things pinned on the left side of their chest are going to be strict but that means more order and less messing about.

A lot of people are getting upset because they won't see their friends. I call that lying through white stains. Reason being, that everyone has fallen out with their friends at some point this year and never bothered to make up. Now with me and Caspian, yes we may have fallen out but we can't stay mad at each other for too long as we end up telling each other more important things as time progresses.

Caspian and I cannot ever be separated. Most unfortunate, we're going to have to leave each other behind as our journey through our treacherous lives continue on whether we're together or not. Fifty percent of my year say that we should just forget each other. The rest say it's the memories that count and whether the person was close enough to stay with us in our hearts. As someone great once said,

'People live, people die, people laugh and people cry,

Some give up and some will try, some will say hi and some will say bye...

Others may forget you, But never will I.'

Never remembered who said that and I'm still wondering to this day.

Last day of Primary School,

Six hours, five hours, four hours...

The time is going too quick for my liking. Holding back the rainfalls of water is harder than plenty would think. I'm going to miss him. Three hours. I will never forget him. Two hours. Lord, I pray. One hour. That he is protected for life and onwards. No hours left.