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Chapter one (high school)

The say that the last day of school is always the best day of school but does it also apply when you're a senior heading off to college anytime soon,

For me it just feels like everything happened so fast even enough for me to remember and really live in the moment oh who am I kidding I rocked my high school world but then again there is this melancholy inside me that I just can't point why Its there,

I mean I did enjoy my high school life and always prayed and dreamed to go to college but now that I am about to,

it just feels wrong,

Why?

just yesterday I was in middle school waking up to my mother's finger in my hair and sleeping with her soft lips on my head but now everything changed so fucking fast,

Its like it all happens in a snap!

"Wake up baby " he greeted, my dad just always have a way to annoy me and I knew he was happy seeing me like this.

"Jeez dad privacy! " I groaned earning a chuckle from him.

My dad is well let's just say the only thing I have.

"Comon sweetie one more day and I won't be the one waking you up any more " he said, I smiled and sat up.

Today was my last day in high school and i wasnt sure if it was my best day, after today I'll be off to standford university and achieve my dreams of being a detective, I knew my dad was sad and was going to miss me alot and I'll miss him alot too, but I just hope he'd get over it, and get over it sooner cause now he was crying.

"I'm gonna miss you " he said hugging me.
"I'm not even gone yet! " I said smiling on his shoulders, I didn't want him to know i felt the same way and wanted to cry like a river, so I put up a strong front.

"I'm going to be late " I said trying to pull out of his grasp.

"I know, but the last day isn't so important you don't even need to go" he said hugging me tighter.

I laughed "about minutes ago you were begging me to go"

"Whatever, but if you don't want to it---" I cut his sentence.

"I do "

"Now get out so I can take a shower and get dressed " I said pushing him out of my room.

Ever since my mom passed away I didn't expect him to be happy, I thought he would be grieving for like

Forever

Its a good thing he didn't cause I would have committed suicide, I hated seeing my dad sad, he was only sad once in a blue moon, and he was always the one to cheer me up when i was sad.

I turned my speakers on, went to the bathroom and played what's on your mind by alessia clara,

"How am I supposed to know what's on your mind,
I don't have a crystal ball,
I can't see through your walls you should know better! "

I sang along as I washed my hair,

I got out of the shower minutes later and walked to the dresser to get my hair dryer, I looked at the mirror and sighed before searching my hair dryer,

"Were the fuck are you? " I soliloquised, my hand hit a sharp like edge and I groaned in pain,

"Fuck! " I brought out what hit me from inside the drawer,

My heart stoped as I saw my moms picture,

"All I ever wanted was for you to see me off to college but I know you're watching somewhere better " I felt tears pool down my face and quickly cleaned it, I didn't want anyone go see me like this,