Write about a truth you were afraid to accept.

 When my friend passed away, I didn’t want to believe it. I kept thinking they were still here and would call or text. I was scared to accept they were really gone. Over time, I learned it’s okay to feel sad and remember the good times. Today in class we worked on our presentations, but shortly after the lights went out and it was pitch black. It was actually kind of scary to see the school really dark but we walked to a classroom with windows and got excused from the presentation. My day has been going pretty good, ive been pushing through and just want to get home and relax. Sometimes I ask myself how does school make me tired if im just sitting in a chair listening to teachers teach and using a computer to do my work. I dont know, its kind of confusing.