writing

I have never been one to share my writing, but if I want to be a writer, I need to start! This is something I wrote yesterday at my professional development day. We were assigned the prompt "a turning point in my life" and had to pick either "when time stood still" or "when time flew by." I picked time standing still. I got some very positive comments on it. Here it is:

I remember the day I said goodbye to my friend Sarah. She was in my kitchen, we were 18, and we both knew we would never see each other again.

Sarah was my “drug buddy”, to use a phrase from a Lemonheads song. I had met Sarah through a mutual friend. At first she was the source of the drugs we did, but she became my friend. She had all the great parties I heard about but never attended. We hung out with skaters, taggers and druggies, all male. Not wanting to appear weak or girly, we had to keep up a strong front. Desperation to define ourselves drew us together.

Quickly my life hit a turning point, graduation. I had been accepted to a college 1200 miles away. I was the first in my family going to college. If I was going to succeed, I had to grow up. No more drugs. Mo more running from my problems. No more lies. I knew that meant leaving Sarah behind.

She came by one evening to say goodbye. We both pretended that we would see each other soon. We smiled nervously and talked about my first break. The moment is frozen in my mind, Sarah in my kitchen saying goodbye. Realizing I would never see her again. I hugged Sarah and said goodbye, leaving my rocky childhood behind.