It's been a week since I promised Sam I would come see her again, I've been bedridden for the past 4days, my parents both said that I should stay some more to fully regain my strength before doing anything else, I sighed, in frustration thinking about Sam and wondering if she's going to be upset I broke my promise or is she going to be mad that I didn't even show up. My mind started filling up with 'what ifs', and most of them were concerning Sam, 'What if she stopped talking to me?, what if she likes me and stops because she said she can't trust me after my unavailability?, what if she had planned something that day and I ruined it by not coming, what if she is still waiting and hoping for me to come over and I'm here lying on the bed, what if...', at that moment my head was hurting, so I decided to take some pain killers and rest, I would go to sam's home tomorrow, I hope.
It's the day I will go to sam's house and fortunately for me, I felt alot better than the past few weeks for which I've been sick and bedridden, I thanked my parents and siblings for taking care of me, I hugged my parents and kissed Chelsea goodbye before heading to Sam's house. As I was walking, I whistled and shadow neighed from his shed and started racing towards me, I was still walking when he caught up to me and slowed down, I got on and headed to Sam's house, hoping and praying for Sam to still be waiting for me, I didn't let my mind take over and control the situation, otherwise I would have started panicking and thinking of words to say, I just decided...