Saying Goodbye
Everything is deserted at this time of day. The hallways have now emptied, after a long day of being filled with consistent chatter, and only the occasional ringing sound of a locker door being slammed shut echos through this haunt.
A haunt, yes that is what is has become. Odd, she thinks to herself, how things can change so drasticly in a matter of moments. Something that was once so beautiful and full of life has passed in a mere breath. Mortal. There where days when she thought it would never end, that this would be her destiny traced before time had ever existed. Funny, how quick it all passed. In a moment familiarity had been uprooted and replaced. Now she was met with the world, staring at her with unblinking eyes.
It scared her, these moments when she actually stopped to think about it - when she allowed her mind to wander and thoughts to permeate her brain. So often she was quick to cover up those moments, the ones that required her to think. And now, it really didn't seem that there was a way for her to avoid it. It had come, she had to face life even if it scared her.
She was, at the edge of the Universe, with a world of possibilities before her, things only fools had dreamed possible, and absolutely nothing holding her back. Yet, it was in this moment that she was the most scared, despite the fact that she had survived all the other things, moments that most human people would never of gone through. It is at that brink of possibilities that she shivered in fear.
But, she couldn't stay here forever, there was life beckoning in all it's coloured hues. Dreams floating within her reach, despite the fear she must jump - it only made sense. After all the road had led her here, destiny was written before time began - and she was only following it's path.
My tribute to Mohawk, being here, thinking it would never end, enduring all the projects, tests, exams, bad marks, good marks, coasting on the highs, hitting the lows, making friends, the library where I spent half of my life - and now - one more exam and I am free. What an odd feeling. I am going to miss this place - as wierd as it is. Welcome to the real world Mary - another string of familiarity dies and new cloths offer new familiarity
posted by Adventures of a Girl @ 1:54 PM
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