Why I Don 't Do Not Take One More Step !

My foot started a steady tapping rhythm on the floor, and I could no longer stay seated. Time was not my ally, and my inevitable departure was looming over me. I gathered what was left of myself up off the floor and took one last tour of my

While in her arms, I realized that this experience could be life-changing for her, and that I should be supportive of this decision instead of drowning in my own sorrows. I remind myself that even though she won’t be here physically, we can still talk everyday over the phone. Interlocking her hands in mine, I say I love her, and remind her that this isn’t goodbye. We finally let go of each other, and I shuffle back to my car. As I pull out of her driveway, I feel proud of her and myself. Stood in the doorway, she smiles and waves goodbye. Through the windshield, I smile and wave back at her, feeling stronger than

The door slams shut hard behind me as I grip the wide straps on my bag and head down the four flights of stairs. The glass industrial door seems heavier than before as I push it open. I catch my breath as the chilling wind slaps my face. The night sky envelopes the stars just as I try to embrace being human, being me. Once again, my breath forms little clouds as I dance and skip to my

Last week I was feeling a little down, because I have yet to really get settled in here at State. On Friday though I was feeling particularly happy because my boyfriend, Reed, was coming to visit me. Considering the fact that my family and Reed are my whole world, it has been extraordinarily hard for me to adjust here. While he was here in Starkville, he and I went to eat breakfast together at Denny’s, shop for groceries, and spent some time alone. Denny’s was overflowing with people, but the staff members were still friendly and efficient. Even though we ended up spending approximately two hours in Denny’s because of the crowd, it did not really matter because we were together. After getting groceries and hanging out around campus, we went

“Hmm…” I stare at his face pretending to decide if he’s telling the complete truth.

‘Yeah, like you never tell a lie either.” We hold gazes. I am captivated by every word that clumsily falls out of this guy’s mouth. I blush. Truth is, everything Beau says seems so unrehearsed.

That's half a YEAR! Things can change in half a year, people change." He says as tears spring to his eyes. "We could change." he whispers. "But i don't want us to change." He says, letting one single tear fall down his face. "AISH!" I yell in frustration and pull him towards my body so his face is barried in ym leather jacket. "I dont want our last," i pause to check the time. "15 minutes together crying." I say as i place my head onto of his blue checkered hat. "You know if your gonna cry, im gonna cry. Then we're going to be one pitiful crying messes and then Brad Pitt defiently wont date you then." I joke as Armin looks up laughing. "I guess your right." He says, wiping his tears away.

As I walk out from the train on to the rocky pavement, I am astonished by the amount of people pushing in one direction. As I look around I see huge departure boards with station names, train numbers, and departure times. I see people carrying bags, dragging rolling bags, and unconscious of their surroundings. It’s amazing how they manage to not run into one another. As soon as I make my way through the crowded mob of people to the narrow escalator, I go up the stairs to the ground

When I heard his voice, I got emotional. But after a few tears from both of us, we picked up where we had left off more than a decade ago. I tried to stay clear of talking about the most recent losses in my life. They were too raw to discuss. However, when he pressed me for details, I reneged in part, and said, “I lost my job at a studio. And worry, if I don’t find a comparable one before my birthday this summer, my career is finished.”

I walk up to my room. My room is a mess. And I want to leave the place but I can't. Now, I know what you're thinking. Yes, I'm over 18.

He shakes his head sadly, closing his eyes. He looks like he has pity for me. Why would he have pity for me? I narrow my eyelids at him so much that I’m nearly squinting. I want an answer.

Elise shakes her head in disgust, imitating the ‘why’ that escape my mouth and scoffs. “Are you kidding me?”

Today was the day that I have been waited for my entire year. This was the day where I could finally got a chance to go to the United Kingdom in regards to my friend’s graduation. That is correct. I am going there to celebrate my friend’s graduation of his master degree at the University of Manchester and I am officially a tourist in there for a week. And the good thing about it, is that I do not have to pay any accommodation fee because my friend had offered me a space in his dorm. I felt super excited the night before I left. Although I have heard about the risk of having a terrorist attack in Manchester Arena a few weeks ago, I put those thoughts aside and still manage to go there. So next day, I woke up and bring along my luggage with me to the airport in Toronto. After a six and a half hour flight to Manchester, I went through immigration smoothly. As soon as I picked up my luggage, I met up with my friend right away. I congratulated him and we talked throughout out our journey. It feels like we have not been talking for years ever since we both study abroad in different countries. Not to mention his name is Alex. I have met him for almost ten years. We knew each other back in Hong Kong at a post-secondary school. The first time we met, we felt like we were brothers. We were talking occasionally about different topics. Up until now, he is still my best buddy.

As soon as we got there I got spilt up with my parents. I could never live without my parents, I just don’t know how I finally managed. It felt like my own blood ripped apart from me. I could only see

Today is my final day, May 13th. The day we 've planned and put together for months but it feels like years. Today is the day of fate. I 'm waiting here for Dyrick to pick me up at my house. He told me 8 am and it 's going onto 8:04. Just a few minutes past, no big deal. I didn 't think he would back out on me. He desires this as much as I do. He finally pulled up infront of my driveway and said "Hey lady, get in". I opened the door and hopped right in. I have a worried but determined look on my face. "Don 't worry, Lisey. Everything will be alright. Don 't be afraid." Dyrick assured me. He steered with his left hand and held my left hand with his right. I smiled and helded his hand tighter. We arrived at school and got into Dyrick 's