And The Summer Was Over

                  It was a bright sunny afternoon when I left Maine, a place I have been for the a year with many good friends and special times  which wouldn’t make me think twice if i had the opportunity to relive. There was no doubt it had been a challenging year. Staying for that long was the first time it happened in my life. I had to leave the good memories and the warmth of family to pursue my personal goals. On my way to Hebron Academy for the first time, the only thing i asked for was people who were hospitable and who would welcome me as one of their own. Fortunately enough i rather found a second family. I survived my first ever winter with a bunch of kids who would jump at any opportunity to play soccer. During this time i was made to believe i was the best player on the basketball team even though i barely made a basket. Darkness was inevitable during the season but i could see the light inside of my heart with the support of my new family.

        Then the spring came , and you could see kids playing on the park again with glowing faces. You met people who now lifted their heads and were now ready to say “goodmorning” with a smiley face. Not only was my inner being  bright this time , but the softness of the light from the sun made me admire nature all the more. I tried new things again. Everything had become perfect once more until I received a call one afternoon only to realize my Aunt had been involved in an accident.

 This news immediately swallowed all the joy of the past weeks of spring and spilled out sadness and a feeling of loneliness. I always wished i could reach my Aunt directly but school was right in the middle to cut my hand short of reaching her. This spelt more doom day in day out , but the warm affection by my friends and loved ones was enough to console me and give me hope in waiting for the summer. It was the first time a close relative had been indisposed.

    With my faith and support from friends holding pushing me day by day i woke up one morning and realized it was the end of the school year and i could see my family again. Summertime was here. These last days were as difficult as ever as i had to look straight into the eyes of my friends and say goodbye. As hard as it was, i was able to say a few goodbyes and set off for New Jersey. Even though the summer was beautiful, the thoughts of my friends kept popping up as i could erase all the good times i shared with these people in the past year. I endured a summer that tend to shape my life. I was proud of myself in the decisions i made and values i had learnt from them. Just about the time when school was about to resume and thoughts of how i was going to miss my old friends kept pounding my heart, a  miracle happened right in time. My Aunt felt better and i now had the opportunity to chose between my new and old school. It became a huge test for me as I had to face the authorities in my new school and tell the i’m going back. In the end i did it and couldn’t be more proud of myself.