What The Future Holds

It was now our senior year in college; it was time to resume school. There were so many calls and messages from my friends on campus, "but" how could I have told them that the is a very slim chance of me being in school every again. I starred at my phone ringing over and over thinking of What to say if I should answer. I could no longer hold back my tears. Garmai, everything is going to be ok; my elder brother comforted me, I will be just fine Lawrence (with tears still running down my cheeks) I answered just to get him off my back, but on the inside I prayed and wished God could turn back the hands of time, how I wished I could start life over. I no longer hear from Fatumata and Trizee, we no longer meet at our usual spot on campus nor have lunch together, My life is over I taught to myself looking at my elder brother now lost in his own world of sorrows and our little sister curve in the chair grieving her pains; again I than start to realized that I am to blame for everything that has happened.