Alone

Hey peoples. Today I'm talking about music, fate, circumstance, and what you think of the three. I think I am going to write this blog in two, maybe three parts, one each Sunday. Here it goes.

I get up at 5:50 in the morning take a shower eat breakfast and I'm off for the bus stop with my backpack my hands in my jean pockets and my hoodie with the hood up at around 6:50. Usually it is still dark and often wet. Eventually I get my iPod and my earplugs and set it to shuffle through all my songs. I listen to sad songs, party songs, songs from the Heart. This particular morning in the fall of sixth grade. It was very dark and raining. At the bus stop there was nothing to do except listen to my music and watch the rain. I was standing so ahead of me was the road that led to my house. A road to my right led up to a hill so you could see not much but the tops of the trees on the other side. To my left another road and a turn to it's left where the bus came around. The only lighting was the porch lights from the surrounding houses and the occasional early morning commuter in his or her car. I was still perfectly engrossed in my music and I was fixated on the blacktop in front of me the rain pattering in puddles. The bus came into view out of the corner of my left eye and stopped for some other kids. The headlights bright in the still pitch black sky. I shared the bus stop with only one person and there and we rarely talked. The bus started again and stopped in front of me. I walked inside and sat at the first available seat. The bus started again. I was the only person in my seat near the front of the bus the whole time so I had the window. The window was fogged up with the rain but good enough for me to see clearly. The bus is filled with middleschoolers and highschoolers. Then we go through the woods on twisty turns. There are fancy old houses there, a pond where geese hang out, and even a farm. Still listening to my music I get this feeling it is like when your sad and theres not much to do but your not bored. I almost felt like I wanted to be sad and nature was setting the scene for me. Then we go through crowded downtown Martinsburg. Finally we arrive at school. It is around ten minutes before the principle gives the go to let us out of the buses. The buses are lined up and mine is last in line. So I have to walk up a long sidewalk on a hill to get inside. I step off the bus and immediately this song comes on. It is completely in tune to everything going on around me. It is everything that I believe in. It is everything that is me. I don't think I'm ever going to share this song or why it is me. This is the first time I have ever voiced this to anybody. The song continues and I continue walking in the pitch black and the pouring rain with my hood up, my hands in my jean pockets, and my backpack. Hundreds of people all around me are all talking at once but somehow, then, I was completely alone and I liked it.


By Ashton