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Just Another dayLoading...
By: Maddie Hepburn
I woke up feeling tired, as always. Not knowing what is going to happen today, besides going to school. I get dressed and eat before my motivation runs away. I open a window to feel the crisp breeze of fall. I don’t want to go to school, I don’t want to deal with people, I don’t want to look like I'm ready for the day--when I'm not. I want to lie in bed and just stare at nothing for the whole day. I want to watch mindless television all day and just be a blob. But I can’t do that. I have to face the fears of looking okay, like every other day that goes by.
I enjoy seeing people look happy and fine, knowing I could be like that in the future. I sit in my classes doing nothing the whole day. I look at my lunch and don’t eat it. I’m not hungry, I can go a little longer, I’ll eat at home. I just sit on the bus looking out of the window counting the minutes that go by, knowing I could have spent those minutes at home doing nothing like I wanted. I listen to awful music to help fill the void in my mind. I talk about nothing to make it seem like I have something to talk about. I finally am off the bus, away from all the staring eyes I can’t even see, I finally make it back to my safe zone that isn’t even safe. I throw everything on the floor and don’t do anything. Waiting for the next day to come, and the day after that. Knowing the same things will happen.
I enjoy seeing people look happy and fine, knowing I could be like that in the future. I sit in my classes doing nothing the whole day. I look at my lunch and don’t eat it. I’m not hungry, I can go a little longer, I’ll eat at home. I just sit on the bus looking out of the window counting the minutes that go by, knowing I could have spent those minutes at home doing nothing like I wanted. I listen to awful music to help fill the void in my mind. I talk about nothing to make it seem like I have something to talk about. I finally am off the bus, away from all the staring eyes I can’t even see, I finally make it back to my safe zone that isn’t even safe. I throw everything on the floor and don’t do anything. Waiting for the next day to come, and the day after that. Knowing the same things will happen.