Wednesday, October 7, 2009

one moment in time

Ceara Harris
One moment in time

As I am sitting on this big red cart I stop and think is this really what I want or is this just an easy way out. Feeling like a piece of chocolate surrounded by sand I feel quite uncomfortable. All these new faces looking around at me like a fish out of water. I sit by a huge old man that smells like sour but and toes, I didn’t move because there was no were else to sit.
Screaming babies, tiered moaning people, nasty scents, and the whole situation just makes me want to roll over and die. Wow does any one else feel this horable? Buzz buzz buzz goes my phone feels like a bee stinging me. No no its mom again, one missed call.
Rain drops start to hit my checks but wind shields just wipe them away. I feel gum on the bottom of the little red seats I jus take my hands away. I can hear the director saying 25 and commercial next stop. Every time I hear her talk it just gets louder and louder.
People getting on and off on and off left right open close open close. It just made me go even crazier. By the time we closer to the place i'm trying to go every body has mostly gotten off. The only people that were left were people going back across the line to get home from a long day of work. So I hear my stop san ysidro next stop.

I stop and think to my self again am I really doing this what are people going to think of me after this . Will I be loved or out casted who know. Now’s my time to get off I’m shaking crying and scared,
I find a near by bench and just take a seat. Buzz buzz, buzz my phone goes again. Dozens of missed calls from my mom, uncle, brother, and sister, I decide to answer my moms call for the first time. Hello’’ ceara were are you please let me come and get you I want you to come home.
No thanks I don’t want to get in trouble id rather just stay away and avoid the trouble. Let’s just rationalize please act your age.

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