Thursday, 12 September 2019
At the beggining of summer I was not okay. No one of my friends were.
There was so much pain, anger, and specially confusion about everything that happened at the end of the school year. How did we find ourselves in such situation? Why didn't we handle it head strong? Why did all of that happen? What the fuck happened?
At some point, somewhy, we understood that our questions would never be answered. Sometimes life doesn't give you closure and you have to move on.
And that's exactly what we did. Some better than others.
I had the best summer I could've ever had, putting all past wrongs behind.
From days at the beach to lazy days eating junk and bonding with my friends, from reading dates to parties, from night walks at the park to watching the sunrise.
All the deep conversations and spontaneos decisions.
I leave this summer with many great memories.
"We rose from the ashes" - I though - "All but one" - now I think.
School is starting again. Me and my friends are getting nervous, uneasy, nothing I hadn't predict.
Although the nervousness in everyone is evident so is courage. In all but one.
She is so scared. It's like she has been holding her breath ever since it first started. She didn't have a break during summer, she barely left the house.
The social anxiety keeps growing inside of her, the fear of going back to school too.
It angers me the way people can't even imagine the negative impact they can have on each others lives.
But I know she will surpass it, because we all did.
I'm okay, after everything that happened last year.
My friends are okay after everything that happened,
All but one.
YOU ARE READING
Head High
Non-FictionI am eighteen now, and still scared. I haven't always been a scared person, life somehow made me that way at some point. Over the summer I learnt to fight back. I am still scared, but you don't know. Because I have my head held high. And mark my wor...
