short story by danielle
The absence of you in my life has lead me to hour long daydreams. today in algebra i imagined the pouring rain, you on your front step and i'm standing in your yard. i told you i was sorry for everything and i just wanted you to know that i love you and i care about you. i really do. do you know what you said? " see ya round" as you turned your back and opened the screen door. i got in my car and turned on the headlights as i made my way down the rest of your street.
Frantically, i pack my things into my green vintage suitcase. i have a lot of money saved up, but i don't know where i'm going. my mom asks for an explanation and tries to persuade me to stay. i ignore her. she doesn't matter. " at least tell me where you're going" she begs. i stop, i look at her " i don't know...florida".
The drive there is long, but i think its worth it. i need gas. i'm glad i saved my money. i knew i'd need it for something. when i make it to my true home, things are unfamilier, but i like it. it makes me smile. i haven't done that in a while. i put "him" out of my head because "hes" not part of my life anymore. i'm going to get a job laying carpet and tile with my friends dad. i'm going to live in an apartment, alone. things are going to be better here.
You realize you're and idiot and you've made a huge mistake. my mom tells you i'm gone, that i'm in florida, but not before giving you hell for breaking her baby's heart.
You're packing your suitcase and being spontaneous. to you its not "being spontaneous" its being "unrealistic", but you do it anyway. your brother tells you that you're a "dumbass" and " life is'nt a chick flick". you drive off, you're at the gas station buying a map. you can't believe your doing this. the drive is long, but it's worth it.
Frantically, i pack my things into my green vintage suitcase. i have a lot of money saved up, but i don't know where i'm going. my mom asks for an explanation and tries to persuade me to stay. i ignore her. she doesn't matter. " at least tell me where you're going" she begs. i stop, i look at her " i don't know...florida".
The drive there is long, but i think its worth it. i need gas. i'm glad i saved my money. i knew i'd need it for something. when i make it to my true home, things are unfamilier, but i like it. it makes me smile. i haven't done that in a while. i put "him" out of my head because "hes" not part of my life anymore. i'm going to get a job laying carpet and tile with my friends dad. i'm going to live in an apartment, alone. things are going to be better here.
You realize you're and idiot and you've made a huge mistake. my mom tells you i'm gone, that i'm in florida, but not before giving you hell for breaking her baby's heart.
You're packing your suitcase and being spontaneous. to you its not "being spontaneous" its being "unrealistic", but you do it anyway. your brother tells you that you're a "dumbass" and " life is'nt a chick flick". you drive off, you're at the gas station buying a map. you can't believe your doing this. the drive is long, but it's worth it.