The Story of my Life

When I Left Lockland

This is it, my last few days at Lockland. That honestly hurt. The fact that I was leaving my friends, my teachers, my school and my life of the past three years, it was horrifying. Knowing that I was most likely never ever going to see any of my friend ever again was the part that got to me.

I knew that I would meet more people in the next country I would be in but I had to leave these people that have been by my side for the past three years. I knew for a fact that they would always have a place in my heart but I just didn't want to leave them. I knew that I'd cry for them but at the same time, I'd be starting a new chapter in my life, a new adventure.

The buildup was terrifying me, I had to leave my life in a few days. It was the last day of school and I cried. I cried for my friends, my teachers and weirdest of all, my enemy. How was I going to do this? How was I going to leave everyone behind? I honestly didn't want to but it wasn't my choice, plus the fact that my things were already packed up, there was no turning back. I had to leave everything and there was no way I could change that.

At this point the tears had been stinging my cheeks for a while, it felt like every time I tried to cheer myself up and stopped crying, someone else that I loved would come up to me and provoke more tears. I knew there was no way I was ever going to see them again despite what my dad had been telling me for the past few weeks. Wow, at this point it truly hit me. I'm leaving.

Graduation: Oh yes, the last day I ever saw any of my classmates. See the last day of school was the last day I would ever see people all around my school but as of the people in my grade, ya, I still had our 7th grade graduation. We had the most fun ever (or did we?), I decided to make it last. I danced around with my friends and we all acted super silly knowing that this is the last time we could ever do this all together. We laughed and had the time of our lives. Then it was time. Time to say "goodbye".

"Goodbye". The hardest word to say knowing that it is not a "See you later" or a "Goodbye for now" knowing that it's a real goodbye. The hugs were meaningful now. Our last ever hugs from the people that stood by me for the past three years. The hugs we had taken for granted. These hugs were amazing, I held each and every one of my friends tight. I did not cry, I wanted to be remembered as a happy person. I wasn't happy but at least I could pretend, stay strong for my friends. Then came the end. The moment I walked out of those doors, it felt like what was the saddest moment of my life. It was goodbye to my best friends and hello to new beginnings.