Last Day

I don't know how long it took me to get a hold of myself. I felt almost empty but mostly lost. How could the only person I felt connected to just throw me aside?

The last thing I wanted was to cry more. Picking myself up I went to my room and got ready for bed while pretending everything was fine.

Once I laid down my thoughts consumed me and I couldn't help but cry myself to sleep. I was thankful that at least with sleep my mind was quiet.

The morning came far too quickly with the screeching of my alarm. Cursing time itself I got up and got ready for school.

It's the last day and everyone was bound to be happy that it's all over. Especially for my class since it means graduation. Everyone but me who just had an awful night.

All-day I listened to all my classmates talk about colleges and how most could not wait to get away from their parents.

My plan had been to go to x university and become a zoologist like my dad to get closer to him. Last night changed all of that and now all my work to that goal seemed so stupid. To think that our love of animals would bring us closer. I felt angry at myself for being so naive.

The school day finally ended and I started to walk the five blocks home like any other day. Or at least that was the plan until I heard a lady scream for help.