Coming Home

Comming home and seeing all of your friends, it makes one feel happy inside. And yet, they've all changed. So have I, but never think of that. All I see is the people I once knew and loved acting as if I was a stranger they had never seen before, or a ghost from the past, comming back to haunt them. Some were happy, some were friendly, and many were surprised, but yet, I feel as though I don't belong anymore. Girls, while nice to me, treat me like a person that they've never seen before, even though we've known each other since almost kindergarten. Some of the guys act like I still haven't left, which is ressuring, while some still treat me the same way they did before I left, which isn't bad, but is still not friendly, and others act as if I was a new student. Trying to fit back in is one of the hardest times so far in my life. With the prom comming up soon, I don't know what I will do. Should I just take back my money, or keep it in and hope for a miracle. Only time will tell.

-Brian

"Time is the best teacher,
unfortunately,
it kills all of its pupils"
-Unknown