School work was easy, so much I’d stay home “sick” to get it done without excessive migraines. That little plan didn 't work out for long. Eventually the social worker at my school called my mom to tell her that I couldn 't miss so many days, especially in just the first semester. After that plan dissolved I had to find something to make school bearable. I was in the planning phase for a while on how to make time in school go by fast. Late on that day of the call, my english class teacher introduced a new exchange student from sweden. Her name was Vilma. I was so ecstatic that there was somebody new in my school out of onenote charters. She might as well have had a bow wrapped on her forehead. No more taking naps or counting the clock! After class, I introduced myself and asked if she would like to meet up for lunch today. To my shock she said yes. The lunch the clock went even slower than what was originally thought possible. After a long time the bell finally rang. I went to our agreed upon meeting point and then split to get food after dropping our backpacks off. She got the pizza from the cafeteria that I thought was gut turning. My lunches mostly consisted of salads and basic sandwiches. Funny en...
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...silence. After five minutes we separated from the hug. I told her to never change for anybody for anything. Now that corny saying made her hug me again.
After that night, I went home to lay in my bed. I didn 't sleep at all that night. I was only left to my thoughts for hours. Eventually I felly asleep at 1 in the afternoon. I slept for 10 hours straight after my eyes eventually closed. Later on I woke up calm as one can be.All of this torture of abandonment was gone. I realized that life gives and takes wonderful things. I never had anything to compare this life changing experience to. For once, I had to find resolution within myself. Vilma made me grow up whether I liked it or not. If I never faced the pain that made me grow up and open my eyes to a new person, all of the joy I’ve had would’ve been lost in time itself. I had to open my eyes after the tears ran out.
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