Just Another Ten Years

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Miley
*10 Years Later*

As I was running into the office I could hear the voices yelling at me as people almost got run over.

"Hey watch where you're going!"

"Sorry" I yell just before turning the corner.

I just had to know the results. Did I make it? Could this finally be the day?

Finally, I reached the desk I was looking for. Running so fast I ran with a smack into it, I pulled out the sheet for this year's new journalists Running my finger down the page and felt my breathing stop as I finally found

Journalist 6...... Miley Addams.

I did it. I made it. All my hard work has finally paid off. I am one of the new journalists for The Brooklyn Journal.

I'd been working for the last three years of my life, doing small things, bringing people coffee, going for donut runs. But this was the moment it all finally paid off.

As I stood there, holding this thin, insignificant sheet of paper in my hands that just made my career, I can't help but think of when I first started writing.

 After the whole thing with savannah, I wasn't in a very good place. I had been backstabbed by my best friend. She threw away 5 years of friendship in her little stunt and she didn't care.

After savannah and Emmett became exclusive, Savannah pretty much just flaunted their relationship around the school. I don't even think she liked him at all.

Savannah became very snobby. She wasn't the same girl I had known and loved. Of course my mom practically grounded me for throwing away our friendship. But I refused to apologize. I had already made the decision to try and better myself, and I didn't want to be the weak girl who tried to make everyone else happy.

One day, while I was really missing having a best friend to talk to and just hang out with, my English teacher caught me wandering the halls while I was supposed to be in class.

When she saw the tears glistening in my eyes, she gave me a hug. She took me back to her room to talk.

And I told her everything. I told her about all the things I was feeling, and what had happened to me.

Then, she did something super unexpected to me.

She handed me a notebook and a pen.

"Write it down. Always remember the pain you feel. Don't hate it. Love it. Because the pain you experience makes you who you are. I know it hurts right now. But these things always get better in time. The things that mean the most to you, always make the best stories"

After that, I took her advice. I threw myself into my writing.

And it turns out, that English loves me almost as much as I love it. I had never really focused on 

I decided to make a new dream. I was gonna leave everything here behind me, and move to New York. I wanted to figure out how to be successful without anyone else's help. But then I found help, and unconditional love. Which was something I had never had before in my life.

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