Teen Ink

KylieK posted this thread...

Hi, I'm Kylie. :)

I'm not sure if this goes with what you had in mind, but here goes nothing.

It was thrilling, almost.

To look at the old cover like meeting a new best friend. He- I like to thing of it as a he- would see me eye to eye. He wouldn't take my secrets and sell them to the world. He would stay awake with me night after endless night, listening to my every care and worry. 

For the first time it was like the universe was giving me another chance. Fate gave me a new friend- because fate knew how my wrenching stomach felt to leave behind Seattle. No body could every understand what it was like to see that empty house on that last day.

Only he would understand my fear of change; only he would understand how it was to reminisce over every thought and memory as I walked through every room for my final goodbye.

Every square inch of this now empty place reminded me of something I would soon be missing.

I told him of how I would miss Darcy's backyard- and Emma's ziplock bag of cheese its she brought to my dance recitals.

"It's Laney Fowler," I would whine, shaking my legs back and forth in agonizing nerves. It was like electricity bounced in every fiber of my being. I didn't want to go onto this stage. I wish I could have had him to talk to back then, as I starred at the stage I contemplated running away from.

Emma wasn't like him. She never understood me. I had come to that resolution when I saw her blank expression, that followed with "here, have a cheese-it."

My lips parted with a sigh, as I held back many words I wanted to say in that moment. My eyebrows furrowed, angry that she could sit backstage with my favorite snack and not have to wear this itchy leotard.