Graduation.
It's such a small word for such a huge experience.
AS the end comes, flying into a person, they think of the begining, how it all started.
I remember, in exact detail, my first day of school. I remember how my mom did my hair and somehow it managed to fall out and look absolutely horrible. My mom proceeded in embarrassing me by introducing me to a group of girls, saying I would be the perfect friend.
It all started with those first steps, those steps which would slowly turn into me running after my new found friend, AyumixAngel, because she stole my...SHOE! I chased her forever, cause knowing her, she stole it more than once.
Of course, time moved without anyone's consent, and things started to change. New friends, old friends leaving. But AyumixAngel was always there for me.
When fourth grade turned the corner, pulling me along, I was all to afraid to start. We, the fourth graders, faced a major test which we spent months being prepared for. Ayumi was always in my class, but there were two new boys involved this time.
One boy, confessed his 'love' to me with two kissing teddy bears and a brilliant smile. I was small, and thought I loved him. For a week, when he was missing from school I was so scared for him. Even as a fourth grader. Turns out he had been sick. As everything changes, so did he. As fifth grade approached we still liked each other, but being so young I had a small escapade with another young boy. He was sweet, and today is constantly being given phone numbers and such from girls out of my school. Anyways, I would tease this boy by pushing his books off his desk, and of course...He ended up liking me.
I wish he had told me sooner, for I never knew.
Fifth grade, boy one didn't like me anymore, and I was more lonely then ever. I was quiet, alone, depressed. I started roleplaying as an outlet. In only fifth grade I started roleplaying. My depression spread, and soon I would hardly talk but to murmmer a word. MY mother considered counseling, but instead took to making me read 'self-esteem' books. My other outlet? Figure skating. It was beautiful, the ice.
Sixth grade, I liked boy two, he didn't like me anymore. I liked him a lot, but he became full of himself. I discarded all my thoughts of him and continued with skating. This time I ran for student council. I won the election.
Seventh Grade, my class had begun to have more dances and such. I suddenly found myself becoming more and more social.
Today. Numerous experiences have happened in eighth grade, and I do not find myself permitted to think of words good enough to describe them.
This very day has been wonderful, I've been thinking more and more though.
What's in the future for me?
I've been trying to kick my habbit of roleplaying, although I don't know why..
Why am I being forced to leave my life-long friend? How could fate be this cruel? Cruel enough to seperate Ayumixangel and I? I doubt I'll ever see her when the summer comes to an end.
Graduation.
Such a big word.
Somewhat like a picture in my mind, worth at least a thousand words. Maybe, just maybe it will come slowly, or perhaps with haste. June second seems so far at the present time, but when it comes, I hope I'm ready.
June 2nd everybody! I'm graduating!
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