gracemayhem
"Just sneak off and don't say bye to your favorite." She chirped, appearing around the door. The other girl jumped, laughing when she realized who it was.
"I didn't mean to-"
"I know. All I want is a hug and a goodbye." She said, and she walked over. The other girl stood up, and they hugged. "The yellow thing on your desk, you should read it." She said, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. "I'll miss you."
The goodbye was brief, and the younger girls tears were brief when she left.
I switched schools in fifth grade. At first it was scary, going from a tiny school to a large school. I grew accustomed to the large school, and began to fall in love with every aspect of it- the teachers, the students, the environment, and the school itself. At the end of my time at the large school, I realized the change had let me grow into myself and pursue what I was interested in, not what my friends were interested in. I learned that switching wasn't a bad thing.