#Chapter483

Graduation

Ryker

The next morning, I was up earlier than usual. I was up way before anyone else. I grabbed a cup of coffee and sat by the window of my room. It’s strange to reflect on all that has happened since the start of senior year.

When I started my emotional journey to now, I can’t fathom it. I wasn’t the same person and felt different. As I sat there reflecting on everything, someone knocked at the door. Dad opened the door.

“You’re up early,” he said.

He strolled over to me.

“I like the quietness.”

He took a seat next to me.

“You’ve always done it, back...