Iah sat down on his bed and looked up on the ceiling. There had been an assignment for a class that talked about if you thought you had matured. It was the type of assignment that had him thinking far after he turned the paper in. The truth was he had been a foolish kid. The type that really thought that nothing wrong could happen, which was silly considering growing up had been one disaster after another. Looking back he wasn’t sure when he had let his pride take him over. Things had only gotten worse when he had failed out of science class and lost his scholarship. Suddenly faced with possibly being forced back home, he had realized how grown up he really was, which was really not that much. He was a kid, and a kid that no matter what face he put on was still immature in a lot of ways.
After he had made that deal he had realized all the problems he had caused. He had worried his girlfriend and his twin by withdrawing into himself.
It was different now, but the knowledge had come a bit too late. He took things more carefully. He planned studying out. He planned hanging out with his friends, making sure they knew he cared for them. He tried to be a better person, so that no matter what happened he would never be like his past self. Never take things for granted, and if he failed. Well he didn’t have a meltdown; he would just dust himself off and try again.
Worrying would get him nowhere fast. So he reached over and flicked the lights off. Tomorrow would be a new day a new chance to do things right.
