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The Summer of 2017

The summer of 2017
Was the best
And the worst
Summer of my life
But most of all
It was the most eventful

In May of 2017
I learned to be afraid
And I learned
To hurt
More than my heart had ever hurt
For a loss
That had yet to come:
My best friend

In June of 2017
I made my most favorite memories
I fell in love with the world
With exploring ,
With the simplicity of reading
Percy Jackson on a swing
I fell in love with kind people
Who made us water slides,
Who bought me
a horrid tub of sour orange lava gummy worm ice cream,
I fell in love with Canada,
With her mountains
The no trespassing cliffs I climbed
With her oceans
The waves that held jelly fish
Clear ones that I scooped up
By the bucket full
And orange ones that stung
So badly Alethea cried
In June of 2017
I fell in love with Canada day
With Tims'
With the freedom of experiences

In July of 2017
I explored the depths of loneliness
My best friend moved
I hated her mother
I weept for months after
I screamed into my pillow
some nights I never slept
Most nights I barely slept
Days were alright.
During the day I leaned to
Express myself
I curled my hair
Wore space buns and glitter
Tired nailpolish and black lipstick
But nights were lonely
I cried, a lot
I wrote poems till I couldn't
hurt my heart with words anymore
Then I read
I tried to loose myself in books
All I really lost was my best friend and half my heart
July of 2017 was a hard month

In August of 2017
I lost myself further
School was starting back
And with it
I furiously sought for my identity
I lost myself in new, toxic friends
I lost myself in softmore school
I devoted my life to my friends
I even gained two new sisters
Never the less,
as the summer of 2017 ended,
My heart was filled with grief,
Yet mind was filled with
wondrous adventures