That night searching through a swirling mist ridden darkness, crying out his name, fear wrapped icy hands around my heart. Waking, uneasiness churned and the temptation to call, see if he was okay nearly overwhelmed me. Instead of embarrassing myself though, I was quick to get to school. Bare hallways had yet to come alive. A few students haunted the commons, the sound of their footsteps echoed. Each pretended the others didn't exist. A baffling behavior. Humans, social creatures, meant being alone in high school flashed a neon sign of 'There is something wrong with you,' in giant letters over your head. The lack of exchanged pleasantries and avoidance of eye contact would have been humorous if it weren't so sad. Afraid to say, "Hi," afraid of rejection or of stepping outside the lines, I smiled at each of them and watched as one by one they scampered away as though my smile were anthrax. A bus arrived. The loners looked up, hoping for frien...
Do your best, take it day by day.