All right well wanna hear a weird story? I wrote this story last Tuesday, but I missed Everwood on Monday so it wasn't inspired by that but I was surprised to find when I caught Sunday's episode of Everwood it had the same question anyway here's Amy's thoughts on the question.
Amy Abbot drops her bag onto her desk in her psych class, "all right," her teacher Mrs. Roberts stands up in front of the class as the late bell rings. "For our warm-up today I want you to answer the following question. If you could have dinner with anyone living or dead, who would it be? Why? And what would you talk about? You have 15 minutes, begin."
Amy stares at the blank writing journal page opened before her. She knew whom she would write to and why, but could she be truly honest with herself? Picking up her black pen she presses gently down on the paper, she writes:
Colin Hart. That's who I would have dinner with if I could. Why? Because there were so many things left unsaid between us before he died. And there are so many things I would like to talk to him about. But most of all I need to be able to let him go. To allow myself to have feelings for Ephram, even if I have been fighting them for the last year. But my guilt always stops me from letting anything move forward, I want to be with Ephram, I think a part of myself has always wanted to be with Ephram. But Colin has always held me back, not physically, or at least not most of the time, it was always the guilt of abandoning Colin that made me hold back. And now he's gone, he's abandoned me this time, and yet I still can't move on, I'm still held back by the guilt of Colin's memory. At any one moment I can feel strong enough o actually tell Ephram how I fell, but then seconds later I feel more guilty then ever. So if I could spend dinner with anyone it would be Colin Hart. Not a long dead relative. Not a famous person. Just Colin Hart, the boy who stole my heart a long time ago. The boy who went to Heaven last May and took my heart with him. And I need to get it back so that I can move on. That's why I would have dinner with Colin Hart.
Amy quickly closes her journal and swipes at the warm tears on her cheeks, hoping no one in the class had noticed. But sitting back in the chair with several minutes to spare Amy was allowed to think. And with her thoughts to herself Amy realized that something was missing, it took her several minutes to realize that the guilt had dissipated, not gone completely but lessened to a manageable level.
"All right, put your journals away. Today we will be starting out section on Freud…"
Amy rips a page out of her journal scrawling out quickly:
Hey, you wanna go to a movie tonight, maybe do something at Mama Joy's after?
Thank God for alphabetical seating charts, quickly while Mrs. Roberts was writing on the board and Amy drops the note on Ephram's desk. She was moving on and this was a step in the right direction.
Amy Abbot drops her bag onto her desk in her psych class, "all right," her teacher Mrs. Roberts stands up in front of the class as the late bell rings. "For our warm-up today I want you to answer the following question. If you could have dinner with anyone living or dead, who would it be? Why? And what would you talk about? You have 15 minutes, begin."
Amy stares at the blank writing journal page opened before her. She knew whom she would write to and why, but could she be truly honest with herself? Picking up her black pen she presses gently down on the paper, she writes:
Colin Hart. That's who I would have dinner with if I could. Why? Because there were so many things left unsaid between us before he died. And there are so many things I would like to talk to him about. But most of all I need to be able to let him go. To allow myself to have feelings for Ephram, even if I have been fighting them for the last year. But my guilt always stops me from letting anything move forward, I want to be with Ephram, I think a part of myself has always wanted to be with Ephram. But Colin has always held me back, not physically, or at least not most of the time, it was always the guilt of abandoning Colin that made me hold back. And now he's gone, he's abandoned me this time, and yet I still can't move on, I'm still held back by the guilt of Colin's memory. At any one moment I can feel strong enough o actually tell Ephram how I fell, but then seconds later I feel more guilty then ever. So if I could spend dinner with anyone it would be Colin Hart. Not a long dead relative. Not a famous person. Just Colin Hart, the boy who stole my heart a long time ago. The boy who went to Heaven last May and took my heart with him. And I need to get it back so that I can move on. That's why I would have dinner with Colin Hart.
Amy quickly closes her journal and swipes at the warm tears on her cheeks, hoping no one in the class had noticed. But sitting back in the chair with several minutes to spare Amy was allowed to think. And with her thoughts to herself Amy realized that something was missing, it took her several minutes to realize that the guilt had dissipated, not gone completely but lessened to a manageable level.
"All right, put your journals away. Today we will be starting out section on Freud…"
Amy rips a page out of her journal scrawling out quickly:
Hey, you wanna go to a movie tonight, maybe do something at Mama Joy's after?
Thank God for alphabetical seating charts, quickly while Mrs. Roberts was writing on the board and Amy drops the note on Ephram's desk. She was moving on and this was a step in the right direction.