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I went to Lake Elizabeth today after school and I sat on a bench. I found a pack of cigarettes in my car luckily, because I really having been craving one today. I sat on that bench under the overcast sky and just thought how nice it would be to have someone sit on this bench with me. Just someone to hear all that I have to save... maybe a stranger would come up to me and ask me for a smoke and instead of taking it and walking away they would sit down next to me.
Maybe I would be able to tell them everything I don't want to admit to anyone else. That's what I really needed today - A bench buddy. Instead I just scribbled in my journal, smoking my cigarette, and listening to kids being obnoxiously loud.
I looked at the time and knew I had to leave to meet my mom. I threw the cigarette to the ground and stepped it out.
I can handle being alone, but why do I still try to reach out?
Maybe I would be able to tell them everything I don't want to admit to anyone else. That's what I really needed today - A bench buddy. Instead I just scribbled in my journal, smoking my cigarette, and listening to kids being obnoxiously loud.
I looked at the time and knew I had to leave to meet my mom. I threw the cigarette to the ground and stepped it out.
I can handle being alone, but why do I still try to reach out?