Words by: Victoria Branch ’26

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What has my life come to? I could proudly say a year ago, maybe five, I wanted nothing to do with you. Yet here I am in my room, and you cloud my every thought and movement. Looking back, I’m wondering where I went right, to be able to allow myself to experience these things. Should I not have held that door open for the nice old lady? Maybe I looked both ways twice before crossing the street? Somewhere in my storyline a chapter has been added that I never saw coming.
Now that the chapter has begun, do I change my routine to stay on the same path as you, hoping you don’t notice me bumping into lampposts and walls that were never there to begin with? Or go back to my normal habits as if you never existed in my story, just a nice side character that shows up every couple of pages? Will I ever get back those sleepless nights of endless thoughts, or will I one day have to face the music and look up?
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Who knows? When I ask all my friends what I should do, or just let them know how I feel, they all say the same thing. What’s the other side of the story? I wonder what my storyline looks like in your chapter? Am I also the side character that still bumps into lampposts and walls that never existed, my clumsiness and stutters more obvious to you than I realized? Did you also get a chapter you never saw coming added into your book, or have you been writing it and never knew it would take this weird turn?
I noticed how real this was maybe a day ago. Never saw this coming, and I think I never will. Too busy with my head down, focused on one thing and that one thing maybe you? Does this make me scared? Yes. Is this a bad feeling? Yes. Should it be? No. Will I accept this with graceful arms? Not yet. Baby steps I say, but some say throw yourself into the deep and go for it. Will I do that? Not ever, but it’s nice to know that I am not writing this chapter alone.
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