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Submitted By: ksgirl14 on 7/20/2007. (  |  Share  |  Clikk It! )   

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I was wondering if you all could rate this short story I am writting. It's not done yet, but I want to know what you think at this point =]


Summer vacation…A break from school and a time to spend with friends. It’s the one thing all students count down to during the school year. It’s the only chance they have to get away from the day to day schedule, and the pressure of taking tests and quizzes. But when you can see the near of summer getting closer, why is it that most kids want to go back to school? Could they have possibly already grown bored and want to go back to that schedule? But then school starts, and two weeks in kids are already counting down to Christmas break.
Well only one month and a half away from the start of my first year in high school, I am longingly awaiting the day we go back. My summer has been wonderful, but it’s had its wonderful times and its bad times. There has been a lot of drama, and there have been a lot of memories that you can never even dream of forgetting. The laughs my friends and I have had, and the cries we have had. Those are the memories I am left for my summer.
The day school got out, I felt like I had the world behind me, and I could finally just let go of everything that had happened that year. All the bad grades and pressures of having to do well were finally gone. But even though as much as everyone wanted to get on with their summer, the same things were going through everyone’s minds. Will I ever see any of these people again? Leaving middle school and going to high school, only few would stay and a majority would move on to bigger and maybe even better things.
Leaving that awards ceremony and looking at all the faces that maybe we may never see again puzzling our minds. We were saying have a great summer and bye to all these people. But I don’t think it really ever hit any of these people till after we all left, that that was it. Some of these people are moving to other states, and some of them were going to other schools. But the reality was that was it. We had hopefully said what we wanted then, and if for some reason there was something left we wanted to say, we may never get the chance to.
During the summer you see the friends that you grew close to over the year, and maybe occasionally see other people at the movies or some place and say, “Hey, How are you?”, But as for me, and I don’t know if it is as true for the others, but in anticipation for the next year, I still think of seeing the same 20 kids as I walk into that gym the first day of school. But they won’t be there. And the only thing I will be able to think is, “I wonder what they will be like in the future.” These are the kids you were around 7 hours a day, and 5 days a week for nine months. I probably saw those kids more than I saw my own family. We got to see each others new hair cut, and hear about any news they had, and being in a small school heard about all the drama they had. We saw the few or many boyfriends/girlfriends each person had. We grew close as a class, and had our own personality. But if you think about it, they were like my family. Most of us got along with everyone, but still the ones we weren’t friends with, still was there every day, and always said hello and goodbye to you.
Finally I wrapped my mind around this, and moved on with my summer. The first few weeks it was wonderful to get the chance to sleep in and not have to wake up at 6 a.m. in the mornings. You could wake up closer to the afternoons and stay in your pajamas as you go make yourself breakfast. You hang out with those friends that you became so close to throughout the school year. I went to the pool and went to the beach. Saw a lot of outer town company, and went out on the boat. We went on vacation, and went shopping. We went to the water park and went out to see all the new summer movies. Could summer get any better?
The answer is truly no. After a while you get tired of doing all those things. And you even get tired of seeing some of your friends. Fights more than likely arise, but as friends you got over them, so they were no big deal after you solved it.
Now you can’t get me wrong. Some don’t get tired of their friends, and the truth is, I never really did. Yes, I was in a few fights myself, but it wasn’t because I got sick of my friends, I think more than anything, it was because for the both of us, and as odd as this may sound, there was really nothing better to do. We got so sick of the summer that we just ended in a fight, maybe but we were tired of each other, but just maybe because we needed something to keep our summer going. I love my friends so much. They mean the world to me, so for anyone who is reading this, that I got a fight in this summer, you mean everything to me, and I don’t know what I would ever do with out. And your friendship means the world to me. I’m so happy that we got over, maybe, the small disagreement we had, because without you, I wouldn’t know what to do.
I have to say this hasn’t been one of my best summers. Getting older, I think I start to realize what is going on around me more. I start to cherish what I have more and more as I get older, and think back at all the memories I had as a child, and how much things have changed as time goes on. Like just in general, the closeness as a family from when you were five, and most could say, everything was perfect. Now almost ten years later, things just change. Don’t take what I’m saying in a wrong way. The only way I can explain it, is every Sunday, almost everything was closed. Sunday was a day where families spent the day together. Now Sunday, you go to church, and then what? Parents go back to work, and kids hang out with their friends? Is that the way it all happened it the past? For just a minute, I can go back in the past and remember the way things used to be. You can feel like, that’s how it’s always been, and nothing has changed. But reality strikes. That’s not how it is anymore. We’re in the twenty-first century now. Those times are just a memory in the past now.
Maybe as I get older, I will look back at is moment I’m having now, and think that these were the days where everything was “perfect.” Maybe things will get better, or maybe things will just stay the same.
Being a teen, these are the days. These are the days that everyone who is older says, are the best years of your life, which you should live out every moment of them, because this is it. You will never have another chance to be a teenager again, and be back in high school. Before I know it, I’ll be thinking the same things about my class, as I graduate from high school.


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