The following is a post about real life events. I’m experimenting with a different style of writing, one that I feel fits the abrupt nature of these experiences.
When I graduated high school, I knew I was basically an adult. The next day felt anticlimactic, but I did not know how fast things would change.
One week of summer. Then Honors English for eight weeks. Mom got a job. I went from wishing to go out more to missing days I spent at home. Ryan started working more. One week: help at local elementary. Go to Dad’s work. Continue reading