11th of the 10th

November, a month that will go down in history. Good and bad. Deaths and new lives. This month has been mind blowing, already. And it's only 11 days in. "Our lasts", so many have happened. Im scared. 7 days until im offically, in that big thing called the world. To make my own routine, fend for myself. I am no longer a child. Hello adulthood. But how did this happen? The last 12 years have gone fast. And the last year has gone like a blink of an eye. It's all over redrover. And i am no liking it. Im not ready. Im scared. And i just want to go back. I don't want to grow up.