“Boots, you need a good pair to run in, in the winter. And many of the responders sleep in their boots during a night shift.”
I spotted the pumpkin orange metal chairs that the EFRT sat on when they were covering pub nights. This was one night where they were for sure needed.
We looked at each other. I almost puked yet stood strong as I could. Thinking to myself “Why does he show up when I’m trying to forget about him?”
“I think you need to go and talk with Tessa. Tell her what happened. You need to be safe.” Julie said to me.
My body and mind were tired of the stress of being with Devon and the stress and anxiety I had about having him come to see me in Pickering.
Oh relief! Exams suck! I thought as I walked back towards the dorms. Three down, one to go in the gym. I had one more exam to write for this term.
Devon took the CD on the top of the pile and put it at the bottom of the pile. Gasping, as I knew what CD he just moved I was worried, confused, and sad.
Adjusting to Grade Nine was different. Sometimes it felt like I was in a mad dash to get from one…