HHCA Freedom Wall
#HHCAFreedomWall15
#HHCAFreedomWall14 How can I tell broa im transferring?
My parents got this new job, and it means moving. New house, new town, new everything. But… it feels like... augh!
Years of inside jokes, of cramming for tests together. Years of knowing that if I tripped in the hallway, someone would be there to help me up, not just laugh and keep walking.
And I’m leaving.
I keep picturing the last bell ringing, and everyone rushing out, and me… just walking away. Like I’m fading into the background of a movie. I’m going to miss the way they laugh. I’m going to miss the way my bro always doodles on notebook during class. I’m going to miss the way my another bro always has extra snacks in her bag and shares them without even being asked.
I’m going to you fam.
I know we’ll stay in touch. I know we have gc's a and allat. But it’s not the same. It’s not the same as being there, in the moment, sharing the weird, messy, wonderful chaos.
I’m scared. Scared of being the new kid. Scared of not fitting in. Scared of forgetting, and being forgotten. I’m scared of starting over.
I keep telling myself it’s an adventure, a new chapter, all that cliché stuff. But right now, it just feels like… saying goodbye. And saying goodbye is the hardest thing.
I’m trying to be strong, I really am. But honestly? I just want to cry. And maybe eat a whole pizza. By myself. Or with them. Maybe one last pizza night...
Yeah. Maybe.
發表於: March 9, 2025, 1:46 p.m.