...This is what its like to be alone.
I'm not happy, i'm just not. When i came to school i wasn't going to be alone like i was in high school, i wasn't going to be so easily gotten rid of like i was in high school. But i knew 4 hours distance wasn't going to make me anything. i expect a lot of other people, i expect them to save me, but i'll always be alone. There's only so far you can go knowing that youre the person who's name they see on their phone but don't pick up, they'll smile, but they won't pick up.
When i was going into the 6th grade it was the second year in a row that i wasn't in the same class as my best friend, and around Halloween we were making plans to go trick or treating like we always do. On Halloween i was ready to go out and waiting for her to call me like she promised, and i had no reason to believe she wouldn't. It started getting late and my daddy had to drive my brother over to his friends house so i went along for the ride, and on the way there i saw her so i jumped out of the car not really thinking about why she was already out. They were kind of far away so i went to go catch up with them, and they saw me and just kept going. i stopped running and started hysterical crying on some street off Cherry in my Grocho marks costume. i didn't know what to do my dad had already left and i was alone, i finally caught up with them, i think they stopped running and i trick or treated with them for a little while. She knew i couldn't for very long cause of my legs but she was kind of just making it worse the whole time. When youre in the 6th grade its hard to understand why your best friend just isn't anymore. But i stopped trying to call her after that.
When i was going into the 6th grade it was the second year in a row that i wasn't in the same class as my best friend, and around Halloween we were making plans to go trick or treating like we always do. On Halloween i was ready to go out and waiting for her to call me like she promised, and i had no reason to believe she wouldn't. It started getting late and my daddy had to drive my brother over to his friends house so i went along for the ride, and on the way there i saw her so i jumped out of the car not really thinking about why she was already out. They were kind of far away so i went to go catch up with them, and they saw me and just kept going. i stopped running and started hysterical crying on some street off Cherry in my Grocho marks costume. i didn't know what to do my dad had already left and i was alone, i finally caught up with them, i think they stopped running and i trick or treated with them for a little while. She knew i couldn't for very long cause of my legs but she was kind of just making it worse the whole time. When youre in the 6th grade its hard to understand why your best friend just isn't anymore. But i stopped trying to call her after that.