The first two weeks weren’t so bad, it was almost like an extension of spring break.
Then spring break was over and we were still trapped.
We were still holed up in our home, unallowed to leave except for a walk. But I’m tired of walks.
I’m tired of not seeing my friends.
I’m tired of not being allowed to come in contact with others.
I’m tired of sitting in my room, day after day, just on my computer with school work. School work becomes boring after a while.
I’m tired of doing the same thing day after day.
I’m tired of doing nothing.
I want to go back.
It feels like a dream this quarantine. Like once I pinch myself I am going to wake up and everything will be normal.
The days have started to run together. I have lost all sense of time.
I am forgetting the faces of all my friends.
In my dreams all I see are the green leaves on my tree. The green grass in my backyard. That’s all I see.
I imagine pretty purple pansies. Or beautiful blue bubbles that my brothers blow in the backyard.
That’s all I see.
I want this to end, it’s torturous and I don’t know how much longer I can stand it.
When will it end?