Six months. I have six months until I leave, and to be perfectly honest, I'm terrified. I had such a hard time making friends here, and though my older sister says the real world isn't anything like CHCA, I am mortified. What if I'm in the same situation as I was here? What if nobody likes me? And worse than that is the fear of leaving my friends behind. It is ironic that I started making close friends the same year I was told I'm leaving. And yet, I wouldn't trade them for the world. I am happy to have become close to them and I will miss them terribly. Some of them even jumped at the chance to offer me their homes to stay in my senior year if I chose to stay, and some times I think of how wonderful it would be to stay and graduate here and I question what the best choice for me would be.
Six months. I just finished my last final exam and time is ticking. It's going to be 2014 for crying out loud! Soon it'll be Christmas and then Valentines Day, then my birthday and Easter and finally it will be summer again. Except this time, I won't be staying in town and I'll be seventeen. I feel like my days are numbered and all excitement at the thought of Europe is gone. Now I'm dreading the day that I'll have to say goodbye.
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