Her.

My fingers touched her smooth cheek, brushing one golden hair out of her face. We locked eyes and felt each others company. We pressed our lips together, our faces hot with passion. Then... she was gone. The wind seemingly blowing her away from me. The Sun... the Moon had taken her and left me. All alone. Nobody to kiss me. Nobody to love me.

Nobody to call mine.

Band

     As none of you know, I am in band. I play the trombone, I'm in second chair. Chairs are basically a ranking system ie. first chair is the best and so one. We have recently had a concert that included the 7th and 8th grade band and strings. And. That single word could have ended my existence without even trying. We had practicing separate for more than four months on a very unknown piece of music called The Hobbit. All the kids, 7th and 8th alike, had finally gotten together two days before we were performing the piece at our concert on May 2, two days before my birthday, we'll talk about that subject later. We sounded... alright... I guess. But we probably could've done with a few more practice days all together.

The night had come upon us.

According to thy band parliament: one mustn't arrive any later than exactly 1 hour early to get ready. Yeah, I didn't do that.
I arrived almost 30 minutes late to the concert.
Parents were already filing into the building looking very "happy" to be at a two hour concert of poorly played and very under practiced "music". My band director gave me a angry yet somewhat concerned look. I sat down in the spot I had been assigned hours before. Once all the parents had been placed in one of the three rows that the pristine highschool gymnasium had to offer we began to play. It went well enough for parents not to be dissatisfied but also not impressed. To add a little extra pizzaz to the concert a certain clarinet player squeaked on the very last note.

Comment below if I should do more of these types of stories! I know this one wasn't very eventful but that word basically describes my life; uneventful. But if you liked this leave a comment and give me suggestions!



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Join me in my wondrous journeys through the terrible middle school experience!

Are you having thoughts of regret yet? No? Wow! You're a feisty one! Don't worry there will also be some cringy, poorly-written crap! Haha! Are you excited? I sure hope so because you are in for some very deep doo-doo!

p.s. I will post my unethical existential crisises on this blog also!

p.s.s. This'll not be pretty.

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                                             Your friendly neighborhood Wilhelm Schnotz