STORY STARTER

Submitted by Celaid Degante

Leaving

Write about a character leaving something, or someone, they love.

New Beginning (Draft)

As I stood up to close the door one last time, I felt my heart dropping. How did I get here, what lead me to this decision. I have spent years building this home with the person I love, I spent hours designing it and moving stuff in. So why would I leave it?

2014, I was accepted to my dream university, the next day I hurried and started my journey. I rented this dorm near the mall and the school, everything I necessary was a few minutes away from me. It felt like I was the luckiest person in the world. Everyday felt like a new exciting experience. I woke up ecstatic, and slept relieved. On a Saturday I found myself hungry so I strolled through the mall. I enter red my favorite restaurant but unfortunately for me it was full. A girl next to me had the same disappointed face as I did.

“Not a good day?” I told her

“I was looking forward to eat here. It’s my favorite place..” she said

“Me too, I always get their Barcelona pasta, no one does it like them” I said

“No way me too! I found a similar place that had the same texture as their pasta.. are you free?” She said

“I’d love to compare them, lead the way”

Making friends easily wasn’t a surprise so I’m not expecting this to last. As we walked she told me about herself. Her name is elan, shes in the same university as I and she’s from manhattan. This whole time I realized I was alone. I have spent years to get into my dream university. Years focusing on my studies and delcling and neglecting friends. This girl, Elan, brought my spark back even if it was a pasta discussion.

“My god.. this is tastes better! Thank you so much for bringing me here” I said

“You haven’t tried their tacos yet! But I’ll save that for later. Do you have any socials I can contact you with?”

After that we exchanged hand gestures and a few laughs. I returned home and ever since I been craving the pasta or maybe something else.

2 in the morning, someone calls me. My eyes squeezing to read the name of e person who called me. “Elan”, what makes her want to call me right now? I answer it

“I need help, my cat is choking”

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