That One Day in February

That One Day in February(Nat) Many people, myself included, proclaim that they wish to drop everything and leave - travel the world, experience new things. But when the time comes, is anyone actually willing to give up everything they love? Let go of their life, let if slip through their grasp, fall into the depths of reality. I got a chance to drop everything and leave, as i was hoping i would one day. But the decision was much harder than i had expected.

It was February of sophomore year, I was just getting home from my shift at the local bakery, A Slice of Heaven. I was doing homework when I heard a slight knock on my door.

"Come in," I said. The door started to open, and I could make out two figures- my mom and dad. They never bothered me when I was doing homework, so this must be important. I closed my chemistry book and turned towards them, questionably.

"Honey, we need to talk to you." My mother said in a shaky voice. I waited for her to continue. "What would you say if your father got a job promotion that required us to move to London, England?" I stayed silent thinking about what she just said. I had never been outside of my small town in the outskirts of Charlotte, North Carolina. I didn't know what England was like. Are the people nice? Is it hot? Does it snow? I've never seen snow before. I though about me leaving my friends, breaking all of the friendships i had taken sixteen years to build. Was I really strong enough to say goodbye? I loved my town, and all of the people in it. Sure, i have feuds with some of my classmates. Sure, it gets pretty boring around here. But i couldn't imagine leaving this place. But then i thought about all of the benefits to moving. I would get to start all over, in a completely different place. I would get to experience new things, to travel the world. I would get a taste of reality. My parents are both from London, so us moving there would mean that they can be reunited with their families again. And plus, a promotion would mean more money to put into my college savings account.

"Well, we'll let you think about it," my dad said. They started to walk out of my room. "I just need to know by tomorrow night, so that i can tell my boss." My dad shut the door.

I was alone now. In the time period of the conversation i had with my parents, it had grown very dark outside. I sat on the floor, head in my hands. I needed to think, because i had a very important decision to make. I sat in that same position for nearly two hours, analyzing my options. I thought about what I would tell my friends, and what their reactions would be. I thought about me starting a new high school in my junior year. I made up stories about how i would meet friends, the type of house we would live in, etc. But then i thought of all of the things i would be missing out on- the traditional junior year class trip to Disney World that i have been saving up for for ages, i would miss prom, graduation. I thought about my friends lives' without me. Who would I be replaced with? Would i keep in touch with my friends? Would they even miss me? Would we ever come back to visit North Carolina? All these unanswered questions overwhelmed my brain. They were swarming through my mind like bees that were just aroused from their hive. I thought, and thought, and thought until my mind was swollen and my stomach was hungry. And my homework was still untouched.

But i had come to my decision. I got up and walked into my parents bedroom. They looked at me, expecting an answer to their previous proposition. I took a deep breath and shut my eyes tightly. This decision would change the fate of my life forever. I told them that i would go.