Forever Again

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Uncertainty

I lean against my elbow as I sit at my desk, exactly 27 hours ago I was dismissed from a class in which I had to write about, well, everything.

The window is open, the midday breeze ruffles my hair and the laughter of a little girl peals through the air.

It seems as if I have been told to find the cure to myself. I have to write about things I have never told anyone, and try to stay true to myself at the same time.

I twiddle my pen in my right hand and bite away at my lower lip. The paper in front of me is blank.

Uncertainty

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I find myself to be lost in daydreaming. My paper is still blank, my mind is conflicted, and I am restless.

Deciding to go out and take a walk around the park, I grab my key and a light jacket. I step out onto the brick pathway and make my way down to the leave covered street. There is a group of boys that wiz past me on bikes and a stray cat that comes and rubs itself on my jeans.

I don't know where to go next.

Uncertainty