Losing
Dear Diary,
I have issues with losing people that are close to me. Of course, Flage Lapper has it much worse than me, but I still have issues. I am usually not too stubborn, but once I hear that one of my best friends is leaving, I throw a sort of temper/sorrow tantrum. And I don’t stop. The only thing in my mind is, ” No. What am I going to do? No. It just can’t happen. No!” And then, I roll to the floor and bash my weak knuckles against the ground. I vaguely remember doing so in the orphanage, when my mother first truly seemed away from me. When I think about that, it makes me want to bash my hands harder against the ground. It gets my mind off whatever is wrong and is replaced with physical pain, but then, of course, I yelp, “OUCH!” and shake my hands out. Yesterday, when I was throwing my sorrow tantrum, I was near Marrisa. Thank goodness it wasn’t at her surprise party! Oh, right. We threw a surprise party at her own house. The night before, I had woken up in the middle of the night, and wrote down people to call, things to buy, things to do, what food to make, and so on. I didn’t get much sleep. I actually was sleeping pretty far into the day when Flage had to stick his pungent foot in my face and wake me up. And let me tell you, it burned my nostrils, and my lungs. I got up coughing like some maniac. Anyways, the party, right. Since Marrisa’s house is so large, we had a ton of different activities! We had kareoke, different mini sport games, a place to get your photos taken, a dunking booth, a pin the dorsal fin on the shark game (Marrisa has many sharks), and last, but so very much not least, a gargantuan poster where anyone who wanted to could write a goodbye. It was like a huge, massive, end-of-school party. I mean, it had games, it had food, and the good-bye poster was like signing someones yearbook. Except the only one really leaving “school” was Marrisa. I actually cried about it, and almost barfed about it. She was a nice girl, not just to call, or text, or e-mail, but to be with face to face, to walk with, bike with, skateboard with. I feel like we got to be really good friends really quickly, and I admire her bravery to just say good-bye.
~RiO
