Three Weeks Gone

I hate goodbyes, I don't get why people say them.

I'm an awful flyer. I hate planes, turbulence, flying, the whole lot.

I'm scared to be away from home. I'm scared to be away from Bella. I'm scared.

I'm nervous I won't hear from people. I'm nervous something will go wrong.

I know I'll love it as soon as I'm gone.

I'm just scared.

I'm going to miss everyone so much, and it scares me.

I'm worried I'll get in a fight with Tar, and I'll be lonely.

But, I'll be back in three weeks... right?

Nothing will go wrong. I'll see everyone in three weeks.

I hope... nothing goes wrong.

I love my family, I'll miss you all.

Take care bloggers.

I'll try and email some more blogs now and then.

-Eggy Mayers, wanna be writer.