i visited the cemetery today. the sky was yellow and still heavy with rain. thunder echoed in the distance. lightening continued to haunt the atmosphere. it was growing dim.
i visited my uncle. i talked to him about my first day of 11th grade and about how our family was back at home. i went through things that have been on my mind and about all the changes in my life. i told him of my secrets, and all that i am scared of. then we sat awhile in silence.
the rain came again and i returned home.
it is an odd occurance when you feel yourself growing up
but have never felt so young.
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