Morgan

I finished the last of my literature assignment that was due tomorrow and managed to get some studying done for the debate meet that was coming up in two weeks. This was the next to the last one for the year. I was excited, yet depressed about not having to do this anymore. I’d been debating since ninth grade, and it had become part of my life.

Everything was changing so fast. First, debate meets, and state competitions would be over, then we would start graduation preparation, and then before we knew it, we’d be walking across the stage to begin another chapter of our lives.

Five months ago, I thought I was going to have someone to share all of my life adventures with, I honestly thought Ethan would be there forever.

My call button lit up on my cell phone, the number came up as unknown. I always ignore those sorts of calls, they are usually those bot calls or someone trying to sell me something, but this time, I answered.

“Hello.”