It took a lot of taped up balls to leave when I did as well as taking everything in me to not fall apart. After all, it was the right thing to do and there was no time to second guess myself or to draw out the inevitable. It had to be done.

I will need to learn to forget about it. Put it behind me. But how exactly did I learn to love it? That really caught me off guard. One moment I'm living a carefree life and the next I'm living in a world where I couldn't imagine being without it.

(A voice in the distance): “You better hurry up, or you're going to make us late!"

“Goodbye my dear friend. Thank you for all the wonderful times and endless memories. For being there for me when I felt sad or misunderstood. But alas I've got to go. I won't be seeing you for a while because I've got to be a grownup now.” I said as I was about to walk out.

that's when I sat it down. My favorite plushie. Kingsley the emperor penguin my mom got me when I was a five years old.

“Goodbye amigo. Hasta luego.”