When I graduated high school, I didn't want to go to the ceremony. I didn't care, I didn't feel accomplished at all, to me, high school graduation has always been a given. I didn't have to try very hard to excel in the average classes, and I didn't apply myself at all and take anything challenging. I was mostly involved with my boyfriend and friends and playing music by myself.
Graduation is coming and my Nmom DEMANDS that I buy the cap and gown and go to the ceremony. I tell her I REALLY DO NOT WANT TO GO. She insisted, "Please! Do it for ME!"
So, I think to myself, "Fine."
We get to the ceremony. My best friend is the valedictorian. Her speech is great, I am actually thinking, "Wow, it's over...". I begin to feel emotional. I really missed out on a lot by not applying myself. Regret begins to sink in. Now I realize why I was avoiding this ceremony.
I get my diploma and the ceremony ends. Everyone throws their cap into the air and are cheering. I am quiet and stone faced and feeling waves of sadness. Bees are chasing me and it's making me angry. All of the smiling faces in the sea of green and gold students remind me of my antisocial high school experience and what a misfit I am. I am just sad and withdrawn. All of the smiling families flood the field where the freshly graduated students are waiting to be lavished in love and affection. Some kids are given flowers, and everyone is hugged and kissed and being photographed by their proud and beaming parents.
I look around. I start circling the groups. My friends wave at me, all being hugged by their moms and dads, too busy to stop and talk to me. I'm panicking now. I try to smile at them, but the panic and fear and sadness is overwhelming. Where are they?
All of the families shuffle out slowly until the entire football field is empty. I'm standing there alone in my cap and gown. Bees are still chasing me.
I walk to the school office, crying hysterically. I had been left there by my family and my boyfriend. I walk to