As I stared out the back door, I realized no one would understand as much about my life as the large oak tree in my backyard. She was the one I told all my secrets to and the one who I read all my stories to. The one who helped me edit my poetry before entering it into writing competitions.
But over the next few days, I knew my whole world was going to change. My secrets would be released into the world and I would be on the run. On the run from my past and onto my future. A future I knew would be rife with hardships and disappointment. I knew this day was coming, but I wasn’t expecting for it to come so soon.
Everything started when I accidentally let it slip that I had skipped out on school and decided to go surfing. In southern California, it happened quite a bit, but I had always been the goody two shoes who never broke my rules. I wanted to be seen in a different light by my classmates because they only seemed to want my notes from classes they skipped and I was tired.
Tired of being the one everyone went to for help. But now my secret would be spread far and wide. The fact I didn’t know how to read.
Standing Room Only 