Elijah

Flowers. They Show What You Can Grow Overtime. They Plant, They Grow Over Time, They Grow Strong, Wilted, Beautiful. Until One Day They Finally, Bloom.

People. Can Show Growth Through The Trails And Challenges When They Learn From Them. A Person Can Have A Breakthrough In Life. They Can Either Be A Flower Or A Weed. Like Flowers, They Live And They Die, Only To Rise Once More To Live Another Life.

A Flower Can Have A Huge Impact Or Less Impact On Life. Flowers Give The Colors Of The Rainbows Of Each Feelings.

To Bloom, You Give Yourself Out To Show What You Accomplished. To Bloom, You Show What You Are Finally Completed Of Being Grown To Be. To Bloom, You Have Completely Found Who You Are From The Inside To The Outside. Blooming Shows The Good Side Of You And Shows The Flaws Of You.

Bloom Only Happens During The Spring. Life Is Like The Seasons. You Have summer, autumn, winter, and spring. Summer is the day of the sun, the beginning. Its the course where you learn about life, about what you want, like, dislike, love, hate, disgust, any emotion. You go through trails til you find that one point of time that you keep. Autumn is the day of the fall. Its course is the middle where you find who REALLY are. You'll lose so e and win some. People will come and go. You'll be independent on what you live for now on. Winter is the day of snow. Its a course where you finally put yourself together, put the one plan into motion for yourself. You sit, and create and put it into play.

Last, Spring, is the day of flowers. The day of you to finally co e into conclusion of what you are. You finally come with your conclusion of yourself. You finally became that flower.

That Blooms.

All my life, my mother always told me I was different. I was special, meaning I hold a light in my heart that brings the darkness away. She told me that not everyone has a special heart that I have, making me confused of what she meant. Years down the line, she died of leukemia disease. The day my mother died, was the day I lost my best friend, my ride or die, my mother.

Not many people knew who I was when growing up in New York, after my dad moved up here when I was the age of 15, and it took a lot of people to open me up. Growing up, I've met other people that turned into to be my best friend of today. Growing up, I learned a lot from people. When I reached highschool, which I'm still in, I went through trails and withdrawals, meaning I lost some and gained some, and found who I really was, me. I finally came out of my shell, and made myself Bloom.

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Getting up from my morning sleep, I turned over to look at my clock to see it was 7:02 a.m., moving my cover, and getting up from my bed, stretching out of my bones into popping for comfort, waled to the bathroom to use the restroom. After using the restroom, I went to my room and grabbed my clothes, and walked back inside to take a shower. After showering, I went to my room drying off while walking, throwing the towel in the dirty basket and putting on my clothes.

Going downstairs, I went to the kitchen, to see my father sitting on the stoll while reading the newspaper and drinking a cup of coffee, making me smile a little seeing that my father is happy a little that he is back to his old self, but he still have his moments when he misses mom. I went towards him, hugging him from behind.

"Hey Dad, how you doing on this fine morning?" smiling and moving to the side, kissing him on the cheek, with him laughing a little wrapping his free arm around my back and patting it.

"Hey Eli, I guess I'm doing okay, with having a little nightmares of your mother, but other than that I'm okay, but I need to get ready for work. You need a rode to school, or you go take the train?" making me look at the time to see it was time for me to go, making me nod at him, grabbing my things and walking out the building.

Walking through the New York cold air, I shivered my skin, grabbing my scarf and wrapped around my lips, which was shivering. While I was walking, I seen a few people, who waved at me, waving back to them being friendly, walking by a few homeless people with them smiling at me, even a few giving me hugs, while I gave them some money for them to survive. I finally got to the train, getting my card, swiping the machine to get on, and got onto the seat, crossing my legs and putting my headphones, listening to Starlight- Serayah, bobbing my head. While I was listening to music, I looked and seen a boy looking out the window, looking real blank, but I could tell he had a bad aura around him, by the way his clothes. He wore a very dark leather jacket, with a T-shirt and blue jeans, covered in tattoos that look like that show a life of himself, but what scared me was his eyes. They look like they had a story behind it all, keep it all locked up from the real world, that made him look mysterious, with the color of honeydew, but a hitch of black in it, that made you wonder. When I was he was looking out the window, I seen him look at the reflection to see me staring at him, which he turned and looked right dead at me, piercing my soul.

I looked at him while he kept a stare off with me, but when the train stop, he looked away, getting up to get off the train, but i don't know what made me get up, but I rose just like him, walking out, but by the time I got out there, he was gone, vanished. I sighed trying to figure to where he went to, I walked off to the school building, finally a few minutes walking up there stair case, to be meet up with my best friend, Za' Kayla. When she seen me, she walked up to me, giving me a hug, and squeezing me to death, making me push her off me smoothly.

"Hey Elijah, how was your morning since yesterday?" making me roll me eyes playfully. She know yesterday was crazy. There was a boy that came to our class that tried to talk to me, but I declined him, which made him want to try again and again and again, but still decline him. Its not I don't want to be with this boy, it just that he ain't my type....... I'm just saying. In my opinion, if your vibe doesn't add up to my vibe or expectations, don't come my way, I'm sorry, I just feel I deserve better..

"Really, Za? You just have to bring him, knowing he might be somewhere planning to kidnap me and force me to be his, with you just keep saying that." making her start laughing her ass off, while I just rolled my eyes walking off, with her calling my name.

" Wait, Elijah, I'm sorry, but you know damn well he ain't go do that. You doing too much. He ain't got the balls to do that, he just like you really much " pulling me to hold her by her arm, while we walked to my locker to get my things, walking right pass Zachary, the one who likes me. I heard him tell his friends he be back later and catch up to them walking right up beside me while I walked up to my locker, putting the combination in and getting my things.

" Oh, I got to go, Jeremy looking for me, Ill text you later when we leave for next period " making me nod my head, giving her a hug and started walking when the bell ranged. While I was walking, I could tell Zachary wanted to say something because he kept looking at me, from my corner of my eye.

" Yes Zachary? " making him look stupid for a second, until he realized I was talking to him, adjusting his backpack, and breathed in a few breaths, looking at me.

" You know what I want Eli, I want, I wanted you for a long time. When are you go let me be yours and you be mines?" making me shake my head at him, while laughing a little at his attempt.

" Point exactly, I don't want you, we can be friends but romantically, that can't happen, sorry Zach. " turning around and going inside the classroom, which was photograph class, going to my seat and sitting down while others go stand in the middle of the floor talking amongst each other. While I was sitting my teacher, Mr. Dalmon, came to the classroom, getting everyone's attention.

" Okay everyone, Welcome to class, and I love to see all your beautiful faces, but today I would like to tell you all to give your best and flawless attention to our new student, Anthony Zimmerman. Come on in Mr. Zimmerman " when I seen who this was, made my eyes go wide into surprise seeing this the same boy from the train station.

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