Doll (rewritten)
September.
Dailey.
I've never thought much of September really, I mean honestly in my opinion it's just an extremely depressing month. From letting go of a fun and carefree summer to preparing for school with the on coming cold months, setpember is just not a good month. Especially this year. This year I start highschool, but not just any highschool. No, boarding school. St Claire's school for juvenile girls to be exact. Now before you jump to conclusions, no I am not one of those edgy bad kids that has sex and does drugs 24/7. I'm actually a pretty well behaved kid. But im depressed and I make really shitty decisions when choosing friends. Normally I'm alright, This summer though, I really crossed the line...And now my parents are shipping me off, atleast this is better then juovie right?
. I lost my train of thought to my mother snapping her perfectly manicured nails in front of my face telling me to go upstairs and get changed before I missed my bus. I slowly Rose from my chair and my pale thin frame begin to climb the stairs and walk my bedroom. I walked into my room and looked at the outfit I had laid out a loose-fitting navy blue sweatshirt with some ripped black leggings and my entirely black Converse All Stars. I quickly put on the outfit and walked into my bathroom, I decided to curl my dark brown waist-length hair and apply some basic makeup which consisted of a small amount of concealer, mascara, and some dark red matte lipstick. I grabbed my things and walked back into my bedroom packing them back into my suitcase. I grabbed my backpack and suitcase then I rushed down the stairs. My mother awaited me at the kitchen table alone, my father was still asleep i guess, she's slowly hugged my small body close to her chest while I just sat there stiffly not accepting her hug. After about 10 seconds I coldly pushed her away and just nodded when she told me she loved me. I don't really talk much I'm always kind of just in my own head. After she released me I grabbed my bags and walked out the door, walking down the porch steps to the bus stop I took a deep breath of the cool rainy Seattle air, to any onlookers this would seem of a somewhat normal occurrence, but not to me. To me these were my final steps down the road of my childhood street for the next year. The last time I'll smell the nostalgic misty air of my hometown for the next ten months.
. I arrived at the small sad bench we call a bus stop just on time, I borded the bus and paid nodding a small thank you. I rushed to the back and sat down, pulling out my phone and playing the song daddy issues by the neighborhood. The soft beat of the song flooded to my ears as I leaned against the window letting my thoughts take me, goodbye seattle I whispered, hello Idaho.
I've never thought much of September really, I mean honestly in my opinion it's just an extremely depressing month. From letting go of a fun and carefree summer to preparing for school with the on coming cold months, setpember is just not a good month. Especially this year. This year I start highschool, but not just any highschool. No, boarding school. St Claire's school for juvenile girls to be exact. Now before you jump to conclusions, no I am not one of those edgy bad kids that has sex and does drugs 24/7. I'm actually a pretty well behaved kid. But im depressed and I make really shitty decisions when choosing friends. Normally I'm alright, This summer though, I really crossed the line...And now my parents are shipping me off, atleast this is better then juovie right?
. I lost my train of thought to my mother snapping her perfectly manicured nails in front of my face telling me to go upstairs and get changed before I missed my bus. I slowly Rose from my chair and my pale thin frame begin to climb the stairs and walk my bedroom. I walked into my room and looked at the outfit I had laid out a loose-fitting navy blue sweatshirt with some ripped black leggings and my entirely black Converse All Stars. I quickly put on the outfit and walked into my bathroom, I decided to curl my dark brown waist-length hair and apply some basic makeup which consisted of a small amount of concealer, mascara, and some dark red matte lipstick. I grabbed my things and walked back into my bedroom packing them back into my suitcase. I grabbed my backpack and suitcase then I rushed down the stairs. My mother awaited me at the kitchen table alone, my father was still asleep i guess, she's slowly hugged my small body close to her chest while I just sat there stiffly not accepting her hug. After about 10 seconds I coldly pushed her away and just nodded when she told me she loved me. I don't really talk much I'm always kind of just in my own head. After she released me I grabbed my bags and walked out the door, walking down the porch steps to the bus stop I took a deep breath of the cool rainy Seattle air, to any onlookers this would seem of a somewhat normal occurrence, but not to me. To me these were my final steps down the road of my childhood street for the next year. The last time I'll smell the nostalgic misty air of my hometown for the next ten months.
. I arrived at the small sad bench we call a bus stop just on time, I borded the bus and paid nodding a small thank you. I rushed to the back and sat down, pulling out my phone and playing the song daddy issues by the neighborhood. The soft beat of the song flooded to my ears as I leaned against the window letting my thoughts take me, goodbye seattle I whispered, hello Idaho.
Notes
hey guys so i had to rewrite this story due to getting locked out of my old acc, this chapter is the original but im going to rewrite most of the other ones, oh and im going to try to update dailey or every other day. thanks. see you next time!