i don’t think I’ll ever be ready

for high school.

it always seemed so far away,

a tiny dot on the horizon line.

but that dot has grown closer

and closer to me,

its arms reaching out to grab me,

to take me away from my innocent youth

and into the world

of college and adulting.

whenever someone asks me how i feel

about starting high school next year,

i laugh and say that i’m not ready yet.

they laugh back,

take it as a joke.

but it’s not.

it’s my greatest fear reduced to a

little giggle.