Saying Goodbye
I stop in the doorway leading me outside of my warm, comforting home to the dark cruel world. This is it. I'm stepping out into the real world, getting myself my own place, and starting college. Sure, during the holidays I will visit but it will never be the same again. My room will probably get turned into storage room or worse Sammy will move in and spread his guy germs all over. My room will never be the once sterile, rose scented room it was.
I'm as excited to go to college, as I am when Mom bakes her famous lemon meringue pie, which I will never bake the way she does. It's perfection. But who would have thought I would get into college? Certainly not me. Mom and Dad were delightedly surprised. Shingo thought I bribed the college to accept me. Like I would even dare. Seriously that boy has about as much faith in me as he has of ever dating a girl, which (if you know Shingo) would never happen in a trillion years, well maybe not for awhile anyway.
I'm ready to amaze them with my independence and knowledge and going to college is the only way that's going to happen. I have to keep saying that to myself or I'll never have the strength to leave. This will be good for me even though I'm going to have leave the home I grew up in and lived in for my whole life. But I guess some changes are for the better and this is going to be one of them. I just know it.
We sometimes have to say goodbye to the things we love the most and simply move on. The past is not something to dwell on and I have to do this for myself mostly, but also for everybody else. I have to make them proud of me for something and since they will never know I save the world from youma every week, going to college will just have to do. I just hate the thought of saying goodbye to this place. I grew up here and I made this place my home, my sanctuary from the outside world I was sworn to protect. The ironic thing is this home protected me.
I have to admit I'm scared to go. I've never been really far away from home. Well, besides camp but I only went to one overnight camp that only lasted a week. But besides that I was never really far away. Now I'll be hours away from home. I feel like crying. I really do. I'm afraid to plunge into the world. What if I forget to do something?. I can't afford to make mistakes. If I do who knows what they might do. I won't think about it. I simply won't.
Looking over my shoulder one last time I inhale sharply. Stepping out, I close the door behind me and slowly go on my way.