Missnorman

I hear everybody talking about school trips, prom.. and graduation.
I see girls buying dresses, hopefully more beautiful then the others..
I hear them talking to their dancepartners, more excited then ever.

Time Is going by so fast and I am just standing in the blurr of It all, watching, hearing, absorbing.

I went to prom in 9th grade. I went because It was my last chance to see my classmates. The people I had grown up with. The people I have known since I was six years old.. That's actually.. 9 years of our lives, together. And believe me, we have been the most special class and we have done everything and we have been through anything you can go through. We hated eachother and we loved eachother.  We bullied eachother. We cried together, we fought with one another. I even pressed charges once. But In the end.. We protected one another.  We laughed, we baked, we had trips, we had games. We had special breakfasts. We did everything a class could do. We knew eachother in a way no one else would. We have memories no one else Is going to have. And even though.. we didn't always get along. We have.. all those things to remember.. so .. there Is .. In some ways a huge amount of respect and love left inside each and every one of us. Cause we have been brother and sister. Special brothers and sisters. And nine years Is an incredibly long time. No matter what you go through.. You sort of cant push that aside.  And for this prom..  I hadn't seen any of them for a month, since I was home with a broken back, so once I came.. I remember being so surprised by everyonce reaction. Everyday In school I was worth as much as anyone. But that day I saw relief In peoples eyes. I heard the joy In their voices. I saw how that many of them actually cared. You could feel It when they touched you, you hear It as they spoke to you and you could see how they somehow, admired you. As I tumbled my way through with my partner at my hand, everyone waved and said my name. A fue huged me. I however.. was gently shy.. And not use to the attention I got. All the sudden I was something and someone everyone saw. And to me.. I was not only a family member. But I was someone everyone cared about. And to me.. That prom was worth It.



























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I never really wanted to go to prom. Unless It Is with the most important people In your life. So that day was supposingly hard, but got, thanks to all of them, so easy.





This year Is really hard.
My class Is not a class. My classmates aren't classmates. My classmates aren't friends.
We are devided in groups, for different classes and we never - ever - see eachother.
We don't talk during our spare time.
So I wont go to prom, protending like It's one of the most beautiful days of my life.
I wont go on any trips with this people, cause I wont be knowing any of them.
To me, graduation, will not be like doing It with a family. It will be like doing It with 25 people that are strangers.
To me, It will be the day I have the focus on myself.
So this year, I wont go to prom.
I wont go on a trip with my class.
And I am not gong to protend like It's sad. Cause to be honest.. It's not.
This year I wont be saying goodbye to a family.
I won't even be saying goodbye to friends.
Instead I will say goodbye to everything I have been, everything I have been made to do, everything I have feelt bad about and I will say goodbye to everything I have hated every single day.
I will walk out from those stairs, not screaming and jumping for joy, but for Freedom.




Freedom.

Alone or not.
I have done It.
I will do It.

And will live every single day remembering that I can get through anything.
No matter if I am alone.

I AM STRONG.