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by Alexander Deps

I hate school.
It’s only the third day and I can its going to be a bad one.
I left my planner at home…

Home……

I want to go back.
Back home.
Back to where I can sleep.
I haven’t gotten enough sleep since school started.
Only about five hours a night.
I go to bed at eleven, but I can’t fall asleep until about one.
I lay in my bed thinking for two hours.
Thinking about Larissa, things Nick would say, and my camp friends…

Camp.......

Oh how I want to go back.
Back to camp.
Back to where I can do…just about anything.
Seven weeks.
Seven weeks just isn’t enough.
Seven weeks of sitting on the schoolhouse porch.
Just sitting there, listening to music, thinking about life and looking over the beautiful trees of green.
Sitting on the porch talking to Nick.
Then going to optionals.
Playing ultimate and softball.
Having circle and listening to the Mets games.
Going to bed at eleven and waking up at 7:30 to repeat this cycle of freedom…

7:30……

that’s the time I woke up to go to school last year.
Ryan was a good school…

Ryan……

I want to go back.
Back to Ryan.
Back to where we had one class for every subject and all of our subjects were on the same floor.
Where our class was our second family and laughter was a common sound.
Where teachers were both mentors and friends.

The only thing I look forward to when Im riding the train to go to school is the fact that at the end of school I’m going home, and sometimes, the part that really helps me through the day, I’m going to see you.

I countdown the hours, the minutes, until I can look into your beautiful eyes and talk to you.
You make my day.
Just by talking to me.
All day I worry, though I don’t show it.
I think all wont be well, but after I talk to you, I know all will be well.

Thank you.

Thank you for your help.
Even though you probably don’t even notice you helped me.

Just six hours.

Six more hours until I can see you, talk to you and feel better.
Thank you in advance.
Six more hours until I can go home and happily (thanks to you) look at pictures from camp and Ryan.
Just six more hours until I’m happy again.

Description
Back
by Alexander Deps

I hate school.
It’s only the third day and I can its going to be a bad one.
I left my planner at home…

Home……

I want to go back.
Back home.
Back to where I can sleep.
I haven’t gotten enough sleep since school started.
Only about five hours a night.
I go to bed at eleven, but I can’t fall asleep until about one.
I lay in my bed thinking for two hours.
Thinking about Larissa, things Nick would say, and my camp friends…

Camp.......

Oh how I want to go back.
Back to camp.
Back to where I can do…just about anything.
Seven weeks.
Seven weeks just isn’t enough.
Seven weeks of sitting on the schoolhouse porch.
Just sitting there, listening to music, thinking about life and looking over the beautiful trees of green.
Sitting on the porch talking to Nick.
Then going to optionals.
Playing ultimate and softball.
Having circle and listening to the Mets games.
Going to bed at eleven and waking up at 7:30 to repeat this cycle of freedom…

7:30……

that’s the time I woke up to go to school last year.
Ryan was a good school…

Ryan……

I want to go back.
Back to Ryan.
Back to where we had one class for every subject and all of our subjects were on the same floor.
Where our class was our second family and laughter was a common sound.
Where teachers were both mentors and friends.

The only thing I look forward to when Im riding the train to go to school is the fact that at the end of school I’m going home, and sometimes, the part that really helps me through the day, I’m going to see you.

I countdown the hours, the minutes, until I can look into your beautiful eyes and talk to you.
You make my day.
Just by talking to me.
All day I worry, though I don’t show it.
I think all wont be well, but after I talk to you, I know all will be well.

Thank you.

Thank you for your help.
Even though you probably don’t even notice you helped me.

Just six hours.

Six more hours until I can see you, talk to you and feel better.
Thank you in advance.
Six more hours until I can go home and happily (thanks to you) look at pictures from camp and Ryan.
Just six more hours until I’m happy again.