Broken Glass

A Story by Violinheart721

I stared at the shards of broken mirror on the floor, wondering what had broken it. I could see pieces of myself in the shards, but all at once, like magic, I could suddenly see everything I would be giving up if I left. I saw my best friends all laughing and smiling. I saw my family and my home town. I shook my head and suddenly my friends were no longer happy. In one piece, i saw my self crying as I said goodbye, giving each of them a hug. In another, I saw my dad crying as he said goodbye to his oldest daughter. In another I saw myself standing on a massive stage, staring out into a sea of strangers. In another, I saw myself crying as Ik fell asleep, thinking of everyone Ii'd left behind. Another showed me calling all of my friends, telling them how much I missed them and saying I wanted to come home. Another showed me arriving at an airport and driving as fast as I could to see my friends. I saw myself leaping at them, telling them I wished that they could come with me. Finally, I saw myself stepping back onto a plane, leaving them once again. I saw them crying as i flew away. Is aw myself thinking about telling them that I was never going to forget them, but not being able to because that would just make things harder for all of us and hurting them was more painful than I could handle.