Literature
3. Marching Band
All I have is marching band.
My whole high school career, I never joined other clubs or sports. Sometimes, I see the popular people, the millions of activities they're involved in, and feel regret, the world taking on a faded blue sort of hue.
But then I step onto a field, when I'm standing straight as a board, when those glaring lights are on me
on us
the color returns, as vivid and clear as a summer day.
I don't feel so guilty anymore.
And why should I?
This is what I do.
This is what matters.
This is what gets me to school on an early Saturday morning, even if my brain is still a clo