sjsprWriting

Time is scary. It passes by in a blink of an eye, and most of us don't even notice it. It felt like yesterday I was starting high-school…now I’m finishing high-school. Soon I’ll be going away to a new place to meet new people and start a new life. It scares me because I don’t know how that’s going to turn out to be, but I guess that’s what also makes life interesting. But in the most part what scares me the most is not being able to see my closest friends, the one who understand me and make me happy. I won’t be able to laugh with them nor hug them anymore because we will be away from each other. Maybe one of them will end up going with me to that new place…who knows? And if that’s the case, I will consider myself very lucky. It makes me sad to think that the people with whom I’ve spent the best and worst days, and years of my life won’t be present every day anymore. Each of us will take a different path leading to a different future. Some of us may meet each other along the way, but some of us won’t ever see each other again. It’s scary and dark and gloomy…but it’s life…and life is scary.