There’s something about the smell of rain that both ignites the soul and eases the mind. The morning sky was veiled with dark clouds, preparing to shower my forest. I opened the door to our cabin and took in a deep breath, before sighing contently. While the weather was in my favor, this day would not be. I heard my father’s footsteps coming down the stairs and closed the door behind me as I stepped outside. I already knew what he was going to say and preferred to enjoy these few moments of bliss before going back to reality. If this had been any other day, I would have already been gone, running through the trees in sheer harmony. Unfortunately, this wasn’t any other day. This was the first day of my last year in high school. To some, that may seem something to celebrate, given this would be my final year. For me, it was the end of a long road leading up to my final days of freedom. School had been a welcomed delay for my inevitable fate. -
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