Remembrance
“Too many people think”, Skylar whispered under her breath. She was stuck in her English class with others whom she just simply referred to as imbeciles. It was a slow class that seemed to never end. The clock ticked, but no time passed. A dark room with little color. Skylar can remember the days she enjoyed this class, that’s why she came back. I guess she was happier then...she thought so too.
It was two years ago, same class, same teacher, different circumstance. The tables were turned back then. You couldn’t catch Skylar not smiling. Her smile was bright, white, and completely genuine. She didn’t get mad at nothing like she does now. I guess I don’t have much room to talk though saying I’m not happy either...not anymore.
Now I know that you’re probably wondering who this is. Yes, I’m a character in this story, but we can get to me later. I promise I won’t leave you to wonder forever.
Two years ago, the first day of school and the first day I met her. We were 14 then. Skylar wasn 't what you would call popular, but she was friends with everyone. Or so it seemed. She had a loud personality, but somehow was never obnoxious. That’s what surprised me about her. If anything I was amazed.
About a month into the school year everything seemed as …show more content…
I guess I should 've told you his name. My bad, but I figured you wouldn’t want to remember the name in such a way once you’re done reading my sad story. It’s not a very popular name though. His name is Callum. Callum Bell. Anyway, Callum seemed to get a happy pill of some kind for the new year. Allow me to go into detail. He became the person everyone wanted to talk to. He became much like Skylar that year, but with one key difference, he was obnoxious. I guess it’s not a fair opinion for me to have saying I 'm rather biased towards Skylar. You could say I had a soft spot for her. Some part of her happiness seemed to grow ungenuine and I was intrigued by it. It was almost like she knew all
“Too many people think”, Skylar whispered under her breath. She was stuck in her English class with others whom she just simply referred to as imbeciles. It was a slow class that seemed to never end. The clock ticked, but no time passed. A dark room with little color. Skylar can remember the days she enjoyed this class, that’s why she came back. I guess she was happier then...she thought so too.
It was two years ago, same class, same teacher, different circumstance. The tables were turned back then. You couldn’t catch Skylar not smiling. Her smile was bright, white, and completely genuine. She didn’t get mad at nothing like she does now. I guess I don’t have much room to talk though saying I’m not happy either...not anymore.
Now I know that you’re probably wondering who this is. Yes, I’m a character in this story, but we can get to me later. I promise I won’t leave you to wonder forever.
Two years ago, the first day of school and the first day I met her. We were 14 then. Skylar wasn 't what you would call popular, but she was friends with everyone. Or so it seemed. She had a loud personality, but somehow was never obnoxious. That’s what surprised me about her. If anything I was amazed.
About a month into the school year everything seemed as …show more content…
I guess I should 've told you his name. My bad, but I figured you wouldn’t want to remember the name in such a way once you’re done reading my sad story. It’s not a very popular name though. His name is Callum. Callum Bell. Anyway, Callum seemed to get a happy pill of some kind for the new year. Allow me to go into detail. He became the person everyone wanted to talk to. He became much like Skylar that year, but with one key difference, he was obnoxious. I guess it’s not a fair opinion for me to have saying I 'm rather biased towards Skylar. You could say I had a soft spot for her. Some part of her happiness seemed to grow ungenuine and I was intrigued by it. It was almost like she knew all