Ugh!
My best friend went off to boot camp around three days ago and its driving me crazy. I mean I knew it was coming but it still feels so abrupt. Like he was ripped out of my life. We talk almost everyday and now....silence. He said he'd write me so im waiting on a flippen letter........grah ;-;
I dont like this...two months is forever.
So I found out my old home town (Well what I consider my home town since its the first town I remember living in) was hit really hard with a series of tornadoes.
My mother and her ex's first house; gone. My old playground; gone.
That little one film theater where I watched my first movie; gone.
It wasn't a big town to begin with....so it seems most of it has been wiped out. Along with another town I used to live in.... These places I dreamt of coming back too one day soon. Walk over my old stomping ground. Gaze upon my old home, but it seems I wont have that chance. Nature up and ripped the land I remember so well. Even though I was still in elementary school when we moved I can still remember where everything was. Where the hill swelled, the sharp drop behind the tiny ice cream shop in the back where we would swing our feet over and look up into the night sky.
Not to mention the people.... So many deaths.
I just...
I feel like a little piece of me has been ripped apart.
My heart goes out to those hit by the storms.
To the little towns brought to the brink and having to rebuild. Maybe I can go down soon and see if I can help out. Its the first town I called home. Though many may not know it...I did and that's all the matters.
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