Tyler Shult
Kylie Kovak had been my best friend since 2nd grade. I had also had a crush on her since second grade. Now we were in 5th grade, in Mr. McPhee’s class. We were still best friends and I still had a crush on her. It was about a month before school was out for the summer. Me and Kylie, both being military brats, we knew our friendship could not last forever, but we at least thought we could make it to the end of 5th grade. We were very mistaken.
Her dad had gotten orders to a base in Texas. Kylie was going to be moving May 11th. School ended May 21st. She had to leave 10 days before school ended. I did not want to think about her moving because it would be me losing a friend. I had lost many friends but I knew losing her would hurt the most. I knew she would hurt the most out of anyone else before.
It was the night of May 10th, and the last thing I wanted to do was go to sleep. The quicker I fell asleep was the quicker I had to say goodbye to Kylie, forever. I tried my best not to fall asleep, but I could not stay up forever. I fell asleep and remembered waking up, not thinking about the move, or anything of it. I had completely forgotten that my best friend in the entire world was going to move away today, and I would never see her again.
I came to school and there was an extremely different atmosphere that day. I walked into the classroom and immediately remembered. My teacher, Mr. McPhee, knew me and Kylie had a special connection, and he knew I would be hurt if I didn’t spend time with her. He let us skip
work that morning and just hang out. We hung out on a couch he had in his room, and we just talked. I don’t know what we talked about, or even the general idea of what we talked about. What I do remember however was that I felt peace being able to hang out with her.
At about 10:15, Kylie was called down to the office. She was only going to be leaving for Texas before the day had even ended. This was completely unfair. Not only was it supposed to be my last full day with her, but it was also going to be the last time I likely ever saw her. I said my final goodbye to her, and watched her leave out the door.
I could feel tears starting to form in my eyes, but I wasn’t going to let them fall. I had to stay strong because men don’t cry. That’s true until you lose your best friend. I grabbed the bathroom pass and ran out the door. I cried and I cried, and I cried. There was nothing that was ever going to calm me down. I just figured I would cry for a few minutes then walk back into class.
I cried for about an hour before I was calm enough to even walk into the classroom. I was stuck outside the classroom door bawling my eyes out. I finally walked back to seat and people came over to me to try to make me feel better, and it worked a little. Then, Bradley Eckmeier, decided
to be a jerk and come over to me and laugh about me crying over her. I was so angry at him I could have punched someone at school for the first time in my life. I did not, however. I ran out of the room again and cried. I cried until lunch started which was at 12:40.
I had just cried for someone I loved for 2 1/2 hours. I don’t remember anything that happened school wise that day, I just remember my best friend walking out the door, and her leaving her
old live and old friends behind, only to meet new ones in Texas. I tried to stay strong and be happy with her, but I was only sad and disappointed.
I believed I would never have closure to losing my best friend, so I continuously thought about it. During the pandemic, Kylie found my mother on face book and was able to contact me. We didn’t talk for long, but after we did, I got closure and no longer thought about her. I no longer had the worries and pains of losing her. It was all peace. Everything was peaceful.
Tyler Shult is a freshman at Rincon High School. He is passionate about drama and is currently producing a short play. Tyler hopes to graduate from University of Denver with a law degree and wants to practice law in the state of Texas.