018: The Monster Under the Bed
You're terrified the borders won't open again, aren't you?
That you won't be able to do the MA-course you have an offer for.
That you won't see your friends again.
That the text messages and video-calls will dwindle to nothing.
That you'll be alone again.
But you care a lot about these, don't you?
You would be devastated if they disappeared, wouldn't you?
Of course you would. But what did you do?
Oh, stop crying. It'll be your own fault when they leave.
Pathetic.
Yes.
That you won't be able to do the MA-course you have an offer for.
Yes.
That you won't see your friends again.
I—
That the text messages and video-calls will dwindle to nothing.
Well—
That you'll be alone again.
I can make new friends.
But you care a lot about these, don't you?
...
You would be devastated if they disappeared, wouldn't you?
I would, but—
Of course you would. But what did you do?
... I applied to an MA-course in Norway. It's two years long.
Oh, stop crying. It'll be your own fault when they leave.
I know. I'm sorry.
Pathetic.
... I'm so sorry.
I love you all, but I also try to love myself ...
... and I want to do something with my life and not just sit and wait for the government to do something.
Please don't go.
Written by: Katrine H.
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