aletter4you-mylove
It's not like the movies. You know, the cliches. The ones where you throw your cap up in the air on graduation day, then you get drunk off your ass during the afterparty. It's not what you expected. You expected, freedom, choices, the taste of youth in adulthood. Yea I once thought that I'd be smiling on my graduation day. I thought I'd be that girl in the 'never before seen' dress and the exotic shoes, smiling and waving like a pageant queen as I took my step towards my diploma. I thought I'd be excited. But as I walked in my combat boots and punk/modern princess like dress I realized 'I'm scared'. I looked around at my graduating class. They all had glowing smiles on their faces and a visible bounce of excitement in their step. I, however, plastered a fake smile on my face and I tried to pull my cheeks into a believable grin but my eyes said otherwise. My eyes were glassy and stinging as tears threatened to rain down my face and create a river I the flood.I was scared. I'm not ready.