I woke up one day and just looked outside my window, just wondering when spring would begin. It was spring and there were flowers blooming, with bees buzzing by them. The winter breeze, it was finally gone. Yet the misty was still there. With the start of spring ment a new day, a new year. Not only for me but everyone around me. I close my eyes for I do not want to see it change. But change is something we must all go through, and it changes us on the way. It should end I wanted it to end, but where I was living it didn't matter. The difference of winter and spring is that winter is a bit colder and bitter but it never gets lower than a certain degree. Florida. It's really just the one word you need to describe this place. But it's home and it's where I live, and this is my story.
I was only eighteen years old yet I knew more than people people did at that age.This was my senior year, and it was going to be the best year. Everyone said it was and I told myself I would make sure that would happen. I remember the first day of school. I grabbed my bag from the side of my bed, being really nervous for really no reason. I remember glancing into the kitchen to see my mother. Dropping my bag to the floor I ran up to give her a hug.
“Mom.” I whispered into her ear. “I love you,” she whispered back to me.
Letting me go she looked at me in my eyes. I glanced back at her. “I’m planning on having the best senior year of my life.” I boasted to her. She laughed at me, grabbing a towel from the sink. Turning back towards me she said, “I’m sure you will Leah. Sadie should be here soon.” She didn't smile. Then all of a sudden she looked away. I never could forget that moment. Like everything we just talked about was gone, right out the window towards the butterfly bush.
All I remember then is getting a knock at the door.
“I got it.” I yelled to my mom as I made my way to the door. I swung it open to see my friend Sadie standing there with my other best friend Cooper. I Hugged them both. That's when I realized that I was finally smiling again.
“So are you ready to go?” Sadie looked at me. “It’s senior year you know!” She got very excited.
That is exactly why it made us such best friends. I smiled at her, not questioning any of her flaws.“Well of course silly.” Cooper just stood over in the corner with his hands in his pockets. He hasn't said much since he was invited in the house. I had never seen him so down in the times that I knew him.
So I asked him.
“Hey Conner, are you excited for senior year?” He looked up at me. Pulling his hands out of his pockets he answered me. “Yeah I am.” I smiled at him. It was an answer I needed. "Good. Let me grab my bag and we can go.” I said.
I didn't walk fast back to the kitchen. I started to walk slowly then I tired around to see that Cooper was actually smiling. I had made a difference by just saying no something to him. That made my day, and I was so sure that this was going to be the best year of my life. I would never have the same chance like this again. So I went back to the kitchen and picked up my bookbag. I remember that I was about to shut the door to the house when a butterfly came into view. It was one of the weirdest things. I tried to shoo it away again, and again. But It just wouldn't budge. It was yellow, and was absolutely one of the prettiest butterflies I had ever seen.
“Yo, Leah. Do you even want to go to school?” Sadie yelled from the car.
She was really getting on my nerves that day. Mostly because I was thinking, hey its the first day of school. Then I thought twice about it and then it didn't seem like that was the problem. I tried shaking that out of my mind and opened up the back door to the car. That was the official quietest car ride into school ever. She parked the car, and didn't even glance at me. I could tell that she was pissed at me for something. It just wasn't there that day. I didn't even want to go to school.
The thought was clouding my memory. That stupid butterfly popped into my mind, and just reminded me that it was my mothers favorite. She would tell me everything she ever knew about them. No matter what kind of butterfly it would be. It always kept me to be a more open minded person in life.School went really fast that day, the fastest it has ever been. I could not ever go back to how I felt that day. I was making my way back to the car, when someone started to yell at me. “LEAH! Why the hell was I being attacked by some butterflies! I was about to go into my bio class when she stupid butterfly wouldn't let me go inside. I was late to class!” She pushed me. My books then dropped. I was really started to get mad. “Sadie, I have no idea why butterflies would do that to you, okay.” I was telling the truth. I didn't know. I know now, but thats a different story. I bent down to pick up my books that she had made me drop.
“Hey, I’m talking to you.” Sadie kicks my books from under my hand. She didn't just kick the books either. My left hand was bleeding. I started to burst out in soft sobs that turned into louder ones. A hand was on my back all of a sudden.
“Leah, Leah. Are you okay.” I look up to Cooper who isn't smiling. I cling onto my left hand, which he did not see.
“Who did this Leah?” I looked up to find Sadie, but she was nowhere to be seen. I started to cry again. It wouldn't stop. My crying. Copper just sat there with me on the ground. “Ill take you home. Okay?” I just nodded. I was just in that moment where i couldn't believe that my friend just did that to me. Cooper helped me walk back to my house. We reached my front door when a butterfly showed up. I didn't think I was actually going to hit it, but I did and it fell on the ground. Cooper didn't see me. Which was a good thing. I turned around to Cooper. I gave him a hug. “Thank you so much.” I whispered into his ear. “Of course.” Was all he whispered back to me, then let go of me and walked away. I smiled and opened the door. “Mom.” I said. No answer. I shut the door behind me. “Mom!” I yelled this time.
She always answered me. So I decided to go check the kitchen since that was the last place I saw her this morning. “Mom! Mom!” I just kept repeating. Over and over again. I remember the growing pains in my heart as I looked on the ground that day. Life exited my body, within a second I was screaming on the top of my lungs screaming for help. I couldn't call 911. I was just so scared that she was dead. I grabbed at her cold hands. All of a sudden I heard a knock at my door. I didn't answer it. I didn't want to I just kept screaming again and again. Then the door snapped.
It was Copper, he broke the door down. I didn't know it in my mind at first but I knew that it was after it all happened. “Leah what's the matter.” He actually did stop midway through his sentence. “Oh my god.” The next second he was by my side hugging me as closely as he could. Honestly that was the best moment with him I have ever had. That moment ended. My mother died I lost my best friend. Everything went down hill that day. But what didn't was Cooper. He was always there for me. Even when a week later, when it was time for the funeral. He was there. The one thing that was very interesting was that I saw a butterfly outside the church right before the funeral ended.
Then I remembered my mom, and how much she loved them. It made so much sense to me. The butterflies were like warning signs, to help my mother. They were the spirit of my mother, and when I killed that butterfly that day I also killed her. Every time I come back to this moment I think of this. Butterflies have a short life, but that doesn't make it a sad life. Just how we live everyday. We might have a sad moment in our life, and it might feel like we have a sad life but thats not the truth because if that was true then everyone in the world would be just as sad as the person next to them. Having a sad moment is not a sad life. But it is life and there will be sad moments in it.