This paradise I've gone to know so far during my senior year of High School is gone.
Now I have to pack up, leave everything I've ever known behind and try to start a new life.
Honestly I don't think I can.
Not only is this huge change being made externally my body is in full rebellion.
Everyday it gets harder to stand and even to talk the words won't come out. I can't move my legs sometimes and my hands are hardly able to type anymore. (I'm a writer so that's the hardest part to deal with.) I feel very sick at the moment, have a migraine and am already missing my friends.
Monica, Malinda, Lisa, and anyone else...I'll miss you.
Now I have to pack up, leave everything I've ever known behind and try to start a new life.
Honestly I don't think I can.
Not only is this huge change being made externally my body is in full rebellion.
Everyday it gets harder to stand and even to talk the words won't come out. I can't move my legs sometimes and my hands are hardly able to type anymore. (I'm a writer so that's the hardest part to deal with.) I feel very sick at the moment, have a migraine and am already missing my friends.
Monica, Malinda, Lisa, and anyone else...I'll miss you.
