"We either focus on what's tearing us apart,
Or what's holding us together"
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High hopes by Kodaline
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prologue (unknown POV)
It's 5am and here I am standing in the bathroom staring at my reflection. The faulty light above me flickers on and off, rusty pipes groan around me and the tap-which fails to turn off completely- drips incessantly. But that's honestly not what is on my mind right now. The only thing that matters, presently, is the thoughts that are buzzing around inside my head like rush hour at a tube station. Thoughts so consuming, I can almost make them out behind my eyes in the mirror.
Anxiety thickens as I focus my thoughts to the day ahead of me. Being the new kid isn't going to be easy. And yeah, you may think that I'm exaggerating but on the first day, first impressions count a fair bit. Fitting in, making the right friends, avoiding standing out-whether it be in a negative or positive light. It all sounds so tiring and petty saying it out loud but I need to get this right because, on the plus side, this is a fresh start for me. This is a chance for me to leave my past behind me.
YOU ARE READING
letting go. (on hold)
Teen Fictioni'd never been one for reading stories, let alone tell one. but I guess love can make you do things you've never done before. so here it is, this is the story of my first love and teaching them to let go.
