Chapter One: End Of An Era

When It Ends, You Think About How It Begins


I woke up this morning with a headache. Firstly, because I had to rush myself to get to school to say goodbye and to get our uniforms signed. Secondly, because I understand that I would later be overcome with emotion. That emotion was only ever used once before, my last day of primary school. Today, this day, that day, would be forever marked as the ‘End of an era.’ Just one of the many chapters in our lives that has been finally been written. Maybe, written with a happy ending for all of us.
Who knows? Only you know...

Although I was grateful that I was bombarded with people as soon as I entered the room with peers demanding something written by me, irrespective of what rubbish I wrote on their tops. I guess they felt satisfied that they got “BeZ’s” signature rather, than seeing and saying goodbye to me. This was clearly evident by one particular individual, who mentioned to me that they, “…had no time for me…” I immediately got over it seeing as how they didn’t really appreciate me from year 7. This was just a reflection, of once again, the emotion of the day.

After mentioning to everyone that there was still the dinner to come and gave out hugs like, it was the first and last time I had seen the person and they had seen me. I wondered what triggered this off. Maybe, that’s how they felt. Like they didn’t know me enough and felt guilty. Or maybe they knew me enough not to ‘give it another thought’. Did I miss something? Or was I like that from the beginning?

If I had my time over, would I do anything different?
Where do we go from here?
Another chapter in our lives has just started…


When It Begins, You Think About How It Ends