There's a place I live now that is so small everyone knows each other. The once loud city bus ride to school is quite and calm. The streets the bus goes down are not busy with cars to where there is a dog that barks at the bus as it drives by to pick up a kid. This quaint quite town is a large step from the " big city" life. From the roar of busy cars buzzing down the street to the kids yelling immature slurs at each other. The teachers of the school in the city have always had a get in and get out attitude but here they take the time to get to know their students, how they learn, how they can be helped if needed, what they'd prefer to be called, and even their favorite color. The teachers let the kids know that they are here for them if needed and you can just tell that they actually mean it. There is a certain rush you get from being in the city, that, "what's going to happen next?", or, "who's actually safe to talk to?", Kind of rush that you don't get in this small town. There are kids who play like they are big and bad but it's honestly nothing compared to what I have seen and who I have had to deal with and it's nice. It's hard to get used to the calmness but it is well worth it if you can because it's and amazing feeling of knowing it's going to be okay to walk outside today. Never in my life did I expect to live here even though my entire life I had wanted to. I fought to get here so hard and now that I'm finally here it just feels like a dream. I keep waiting on the next thing to go wrong, and I'm struggling to enjoy the good while it's here. It's a dramatic change but it's really good change. People here are unexpectedly nice and it's kind of scary because I just keep on edge for that one person who won't be so nice. Adapting to this is going to take time but I'm going to be here for a long time so I have all the time needed to settle in. I am really looking forward to the next few years.
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PoetryJust little poems, parts of songs I write, short stories, or me venting