1980's / mattia polibio

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"Mom I'm heading out now, love you." I grabbed my toast that she recently prepared and threw my backpack over my shoulder. She acknowledged me with a smile and a smile wave. I shoved the remaining piece of toast into my mouth and skipped out the door, making sure to shut it behind me.

I stood on the front porch, in the foggy neighbourhood that was surrounded by puddles of rain from the previous night. The crisp, cold air nipped at my cheeks as I waited for the school bus to arrive.

Within minutes the yellow vehicle appeared in the distance. I walked closer to the sidewalk and waited for the bus to come to a complete stop. Once it did, I walked through the now open doors. I felt a small wave of warmth flood my body as I continued to walk to the back of the bus. Only a few heads shot up to look at me entering but the stares were gone almost as soon as they appeared. I took a seat that no one else was in and set my backpack down gently. The engine sputtered and the wheels began to spin as I looked out the window.

It was winter out now (December 15th to be exact) my favourite season. The cold weather always seemed to comfort me in a weird way. The sound of water droplets that fell nearly everyday brought a smile to my face. Warm cups of hot chocolate and Christmas movies gave me so much serotonin.

I was watching the blur of small houses fly by when I heard a pair of students start laughing from the seat across from me. They kept adding on small comments to the joke until they couldn't breathe. It brought me back to a moment when I was laughing with my old friend Alejandro. He made a stupid joke about Alvaro and I started to practically cry. This caused everyone else to burst into giggles until our stomachs begged us to stop.

A small smiled made its way to my lips as I looked back on the memory. It's hard to think about how its been more than a year since i left them. Before I could think about it too much, I pushed the thought away. I told myself multiple times I would stop thinking about them. There's no point.

The bus was rolling to a stop as I averted my gaze to the front of the bus. I allowed the rest of the students to file out of the bus, then I followed suit behind them. Once I stepped out if the bus, the familiar cold wind reminded me of its presence. "I love the winter" I whispered to absolutely no one in particular.

I zipped up my jacket while walking towards the entrance of the huge building, making sure not to somehow bump into someone.

School made me feel the opposite way winter did. I hated it so much. I tried my best in my classes but i was so unmotivated. My thoughts continued to rant about how much I hated this god awful place as my first period teacher spoke about the chilly weather.

The day went on like any other. By myself and little to no focus in anything related to education. I wasn't doing to well in my grades if you couldn't tell.

The last period of the day ended and I was back inside of the bus. Same spot, same window to look out at. I was happy to be going home but didn't expect to do much. Everyday consisted of nearly the same things.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when the bus driver announced it was my stop. I nodded a thank you and walked out the bus. I stared up at the decently sized house that I called my home before dragging myself towards the door. My parents weren't in the living room, nor the kitchen so i figured they went out somewhere.

I threw my backpack off my shoulder and slouched down on the brown couch. The soft cushions relaxed my tensed body as i turned on the television. Cartoons began to play as I watched with no intention of focusing on the episode. I closed my eyes as I readjusted my body to lay down on the couch. Sleep came to me easier than expected after a long day of school. The dialogue of small animated characters faded out as i drifted into slumber.

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I regained consciousness when I heard the door, that was positioned rather close to the couch, open. My eyes slowly adjusted to bright house and i rubbed them a bit too hard, trying to focus on my surroundings. I remembered my quick nap on the couch and I looked up to see both my parents enter the house with bags in their hands.

"Mind helping us sweetie?" she asked although it wasn't really a question.

I got up from my position on the couch and grabbed two bags from each of their hands and waltzed into the kitchen, placing the bags on the floor.

"Thank you" she said while we were putting the newly bought items in their correct places.

I simply nodded and finished up the task.

"How was school?" My father asked as i made my way back to the couch.

"It was alright, same old thing" I gave a quick response not wanting to go into depth on how much i hated that place and how little i learned today.

It was now his turn to nod. I adverted my attention back to the television as they made their way to the bedroom they shared. The show I was watching changed so I could only guess I'd been napping for a while.

Finding no interest in the new show, I grabbed my backpack that sat next to the couch and started towards my room. Once I entered I again threw the backpack down to the floor, not really caring where it ended up. I laid down on my bed, facing my ceiling, thinking. There wasn't much to think about but i would always end up doing it anyways. My life was boring. No friends, no activities i excelled in, no bright ideas for my future. Just me and my thoughts. I rolled over and pulled my sketch book from my nightstand, not wanting to think any further. Along with the book, I grabbed a pencil and eraser. I started doodling just to take my mind off of things.

I only recently got into art, drawing, and such. I wouldn't exactly call myself an expert or amazing artist considering I only did it because I was bored, but it eased my mind. I drew a baseball, thinking back to the sport i loved and still love till this day. It was simple but it brought back so many bright memories.

Authors note: I am so incredibly sorry for not updating. school has been stressing me the fuck out and i barely had any time to think let alone write chapters, but thank you all for the kind words! I will be trying to update more but i honestly have no idea where this story is going. If you have any ideas or suggestions feel free to comment them down below! once again thank you all<3