Left in the dust

"Wake- up! Moving daaay!"

I hear my mom cheerfully and I groaned. My phone was blowing up with dings here and there.
My friend was messaging me, worried i'd leave without saying good-bye.

I was leaving home for college, as I was getting a profession in the arts.

I had to get packing right away. I grab my phone off my nightstand to message my friend to come over and help me pack. As apparently, I was staying in a stranger's house. Well, my parents are connected by work, but it's better than paying for a place on campus.

My name is Cryrix Lille and this is my story.