Letters To Luna

I was running down the stairs in a hurry to catch my bus, afraid I would have to walk. Skipping breakfast was now a norm but it was ironic considering what I was becoming in the near future. As soon as I left the gate I screamed in pain when I bumped into someone and fell face down. I open my eyes wondering who it could be and to my surprise it's a bike. Who would be dumb enough to park a bike outside our gate. I'm pretty sure my father will throw a fit about it. Lucky for him that he wasn't around and I didn't have the time as well as energy to wait and check who it belongs to. I get up and rush to my stop and thank the heavens for blessing us with a house that's so near my bus stop. Just as I'm crossing the street I see my bus turning towards this road. Good for me I won't have to wait. By the time I catch my breath the bus reaches and as soon as I set my foot in the first step it starts moving. What on earth is wroooong with this driver uncle I thought to myself. Trying not to fall I grab the poles and get to my seat. I have a friend who keeps a seat for me. I'm forever thankful to her for this gesture. I don't think I'll ever repay her for this but I try and be nice to her. Something moves in my peripheral vision and I turn my head to the direction of my house... Is that a guy outside my house? That must be his bike then. But why would an unknown guy park his bike outside our gate when there's plenty if space in the street... I wonder if we know each other. I'm still in my thoughts when I see a hand moving. Oh Wait. That's my friend Amo waving her hand. I smile at her and she starts talking about an incident that happened in bus after greeting me in the most sweet way possible. I'm listening to her, fully understanding what she's saying but something feels weird. I feel like it's a heartbreak. Why am I feeling this way... This lasts a few moments and I make sure they don't notice. We're all siting in the back if the bus and I feel like screaming. I'm not in physical pain but the emotional burden will make me kill myself. I'm internally freaking out about why this is happening and calm myself by thinking it's just anxiety. it's just my heart that's sinking. it's okay Famjam it's okay.