Sadie’s first day of college classes was certainly interesting.

She couldn’t be happier in her first two classes. But the third? She felt like she was back in highschool. Her roommate doesn’t understand. Sadie was broken in irreparable ways in those four years. Sadie came to college to grow from that. Now she has to figure out if she can drop her third class that she takes on Mondays and Wednesdays.

The thing that scares Sadie is how she gravitates to the uncomfortable. Part of her wants to be in that class that reminds her of highschool. Part of her wants to be miserable. Parts of her got used to the cold, dead, emptiness of highschool.

Sadie’s second day should be better.