Just A Note

I suppose I could write a story/drabble about myself but then it would be horribly inaccurate. Every one of my peers (and teachers) has their own version of me, some little label stuck in a box filed ‘High School’. Just like how I have my own versions of them. These versions are the ones I write.

Not everything I’ve written is true—although most is just fact twisted around to suit my needs. Let me get this one out of the way. No, no, Julie really did not date Nick. (I promised I would say that eventually.) Other than that, what’s truth and not-truth is for everybody else to determine.

There are only two things I can say about myself: I observe and I write. In one drabble-thing, I labeled myself the class outcast. And that’s what I perceive as true. Everybody else has their own versions. (Julie—from Confused Butterfly—told me that I really wasn’t. And that’s her version.)

These people, these versions, I will hold in my memory, whether I like them or not. There’s quite a few others that I’ll hold in my memory, but for them, I just couldn’t write anything. (Like Michael Solberg, the self-declared class freak.)

There are other people I’d like to write about, but they don’t go to this particular jail named Gavit. And there are others who I’d like to write about but they aren’t in my year. But there’s this one group of people (they all have their story here, but there are some stories of some people that don’t belong in this group) that Courtney once labeled as a family. We hate each other sometimes, but we also like each other. It’s a love-hate thing.

One last thing: this all started with a story inspired by Julie Yarusinsky’s rambling during forensics class. And then it just snowballed from there.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

--Breathe (2 AM), Anna Nalick