If life came with a remote control, I would press the pause button in a heart beat.
Everything is happening so quickly, too quickly. Was it not just yesterday that I was playing in the backyard with my brother? No, that was eons ago. Then it was just yesterday that I move into a new neighborhood with my aunt and her husband. No? Then it's when I started a new school and met my current group of friends! Wait... that's not it either? Then what did happen yesterday? Surely it couldn't be those acceptance letters. That happened a few days ago, you say? Nonsense! There's no way that I'm going off to college in a few months! That's just silly!
It's not college itself that worries me. I'm sure I tackle it's workload and work at the same time. I practically live on my own as it is, so what difference would living in a dorm make?
No, what's really getting to me is finally getting separated from my friends. Most of us will be miles apart. One them seems to be considering moving to a completely different country (and I'm not so sure how long this is going to continue to work out). I will be in a completely different state than all of them. No, that is a lie. I'll be in the same state as one of my friends, but we'll be on opposite sides of the state. We might as well be in different states.
I feel like I've gotten too attached to these people. It's just... they've helped me get through a pretty rough patch of my life, although most were not aware of that until recently. Never in my life had I had friends like them. I'm positive that no one could ever replace them. To be honest, I'm not even sure if I can function properly without them. They never fail to check up on me. Hell, I think they did a better job of making sure I was okay than my own aunt.
And then there's my brother...
God, I'm so worried. I shouldn't, I know that. I know that I should just forget him and push him out of my life altogether, but I just can't. I can't stay mad at him. He's my brother, for crying out loud! How can I possibly move to the other side of the country? I won't be able to keep up with his whereabouts. I won't be able to check up on him if I do manage to find where he stays. Will he be okay? Surely he will. He's been managing to survive all this time, but... leaving him will make me a bad brother. I promise that I would always be there for him. It's silly to keep a promise to someone who has obviously forgotten to keep his promise, but I can't help it. I just need to make sure he's okay. I'll go crazy if something else happens to him.