Short Story

ENTRY #FIVE

“How are you, honey?” the guidance counselor asked me. She was giving me a warm smile. I just looked at her, my mind fighting whether to tell her I’m good or to tell her the truth. So instead of answering, I just returned her smile. I wasn’t sure though if I really looked like smiling.

“Will you be fine?” I can hear worries in the voice of my mom. I know she wants me to be back in my normal life before that nightmare happened. And I know that this is one of the few steps I have to make. I nodded at her. “I’ll be fine, mom.”

“You don’t have anything to worry Mrs. Williams, we’ll look after her.” The counselor assured mom.

Mom left after a few words with Miss Smith. I stayed to have a little welcome back tour around the campus. It looks different. I don’t know why because the buildings are the same. For three years they didn’t renovate the school. It is still the school I used to come but it just looked different now. Does it really looked different or is it just me? That I don’t know.