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Well, today is my last day of summer. Tomorrow I start my senior year of high school. I don't feel like a senior though. Everything still feels the same. It's going to be the same boring classes, and the same boring assignments. The only difference is it's my last year. Should I be excited? I'm not. Today has been a weird day. I should be getting ready for school, but I've just been sitting around thinking. I've thought about a lot today. I thought about how my mom is moving across the country. I thought about the girl I love. She's probably the only one who is going to read this. I thought about finally meeting her next year, and I can't wait. I thought about the future, and what it holds for me. Will I succeed as a writer? Will I get a house with that white picket fence everyone talks about? Will I get married? Children? Will I die before I realize any of my dreams? Does any of this matter?

But I realized I've been asking questions my entire life. It's time to start producing answers. I will succeed as a writer. She will like me. I'll buy her whatever house she wants. I guess this year will be different. I'm done ducking my head and hiding my talents. I'm done conforming. I'm done asking questions.

School has always been something I hated. I've never seen the point, but I no longer care if there's a point. I'm going to graduate with flying colors, and I'll get into the best college in the world. It's the best because she's there. I owe so much to her. I can never thank her enough for saving my life. She says we're even, but we're not. I will always owe her. Anyway, back to school. I will get into the best college. I will finish my book. I will get it published. I will be a writer.

Today is my last day of freedom. But today is also my last day of asking questions. Tomorrow is the start of another school year, but this is will be different. This year will be my best year ever. Until next year.