SimizAkri
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As a teenager in highschool, summer is that long awaited something that has finally come.
However, now that it has, I feel disappointed and more lonely than I have ever felt. I usually take summer as a chance to reflect over my life, my problems, and myself. I take the chance to fix what little I have left in order to enjoy the rest of the year.
Instead, I find myself replaying the events of the past school year. I constantly think of the people I lost and the person I used to be. I think of how messed up my family is and wonder how much worse it is going to get now that I don't have school as an escape. I think of how 'true friends' is a foreign concept to me when it used to be a common phrase in my vocabulary.
I think of the person I have become: cold, lonely, sarcastic, bitter, angry, careless, and hurt.
I feel as if the whole year I tried to build a life for myself only to realize this life is built from nothing.
The summer is usually the happiest months of my life for I am able to get away from everything.
Now it is becoming the worst (though it has yet to truly begin) for it only reminds me of just how lonely I am.
However, now that it has, I feel disappointed and more lonely than I have ever felt. I usually take summer as a chance to reflect over my life, my problems, and myself. I take the chance to fix what little I have left in order to enjoy the rest of the year.
Instead, I find myself replaying the events of the past school year. I constantly think of the people I lost and the person I used to be. I think of how messed up my family is and wonder how much worse it is going to get now that I don't have school as an escape. I think of how 'true friends' is a foreign concept to me when it used to be a common phrase in my vocabulary.
I think of the person I have become: cold, lonely, sarcastic, bitter, angry, careless, and hurt.
I feel as if the whole year I tried to build a life for myself only to realize this life is built from nothing.
The summer is usually the happiest months of my life for I am able to get away from everything.
Now it is becoming the worst (though it has yet to truly begin) for it only reminds me of just how lonely I am.