Times of Change

Times of Change (4)

I've moved out of that horrible place I called home. Now living on my own, getting help from a therapist. In an amazing relationship. Got a good job and saving up for college. This time I'm going to go and finish, then maybe go home.

It's been so long since I've seen my parents. John too, I wonder if he's home yet. I hope he is. I wonder how hes doing. I wonder if the war changed him.

The people I've been with have gotten me to realize how horrible the war actually is. Makes me wonder what else the government has been hiding from us. Only time will tell.

My appartment is small. Just enough room for the necessities. Its a one bedroom with a big enough bathroom to hold a shower, but thats about it. My bed is just a simple mattress on the floor. I have a piggy bank to put all my extra money. Hopefully soon ill have enough to open a real bank avcount...... It will be way easier to not spend my money so easily.

I work at a local fast food place named "The Hungry Hog". Its a simple place. They sell anykind of meat you can think of, turkey, chicken, pork, hambuger, ham, or any other meat. They don't pay me much, but its enough to live off of.

It was almost time for my next shift. I work as much as possible. It seems like no matter how much I work its never enough. Whenever I get behind, bill wise, I have to use money for my schooling and then I'm behind even more. Sometimes I wish that I had never left that day, but then life gets a little bit better and then I realize that I made the right choice.

The void in my heart hurts and I realize that I still miss them no matter what I try to tell myself I can't ignore the fact that I miss them.Whenever that happens I go to the left side of my floor and look at the only picture I have left of the whole family. It's the picture of us at the family reunion. The reunion is always placed at the park. That year was special though. It was also the rememberance party of my great aunt Josiphine. I personally never met her but everyone keeps telling me that if I had met her we would be great friends because we are so much alike that they can't stand it.

Coming out of my trance I look over at my clock and realized that I was going to be late..... The boss hates tardiness. Hoping I'll make it there in time I decide to take the shortcut and run as fast as I could. Even though I tried I just didn't make it. I was two minutes late and Joe, the boss, looks at me with a saddended look apon his face.

"For the first time you are late, my dear. I never thought this day would come. I hoped this day would never come."

"Sorry, I woke up late, then I lo-" it was then that Joe interrupted me.

"I don't want to hear excuses I just.want to make sure this will never happen again."

"I promise you sir, it won't ever happen again." And with that he left me alone.

The rest of my day was like it always was. I had a lot of stubborn customers, but thats normal.