Science Leadership Academy

The sound of water hitting the bathroom floor was what I needed to hear. After having the hardest month of my life, with all the problems at school and home, I needed to cool down. That morning I had gotten in an argument with my mother, something that seems to always find its way in my daily routines, we argue for the stupidest reasons. I couldn’t even recall what started the argument but I was still mad.  Recently I have been taking showers in my parent’s bathroom, I don’t know what it is, but I like it there. It’s on the third floor so maybe it’s my way of getting away from the family for a while, for some alone time.
    I had decided to bring my mothers radio into the bathroom. I turned the radio on and turned up the volume. As I stepped into the shower a picture flashed in my head, it was me in a dim lighted room, after I passed the thresh hold I came out to a brighter lit room, I had no clue what that meant so I just forgot about it.
As soon as the water met my skin I felt relaxed. I let my hair get wet before I grabbed for the shampoo. My fingers slide on my wet hair and then I had suddenly realized a song I knew was playing, “Mad World” by Gary Jules, one of my favorite songs. I mouthed the words to the song listening to what he was saying. I heard “ All around me are familiar faces, worn out places”, the lyrics reminded me of the terrible month I had just escaped.
Everyday I saw the same faces at school, at home, even in the streets. I was in such a slump those weeks everything seemed the same, to me everyone I saw was no different from the first.
All the places I was seemed worn out, too dull, I never really looked around at the colors that month, even in memory the events of that month are black and white.
Further into the song I found more lines that related to that month. “Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow, No tomorrow, No tomorrow”, everyday I had my head down, I didn’t speak to people. I was in my own little corner, staying away from people as much as I could. Every night I hoped that there was no tomorrow, no day to make me hide or hurt any more.
Even more into the song he said,  “Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson, Look right through me, look right through me”, I had felt invisible, I was hiding so much people didn’t notice me, except the one who wanted to hurt me. The things I was trying to escape and hide from, always found me, as if it was a game of hide-and-seek.
After all the pain and hiding, and hearing someone else speak my feelings, my story in their song, I didn’t feel alone any more. It seemed as if the hot water from the shower was washing away all my anger and worries. Next thing I knew I was conditioning my hair, and dancing to the new song that was playing. My mind had escaped everything and had become healthy again, unscarred by anger and hate.
I realized I had that feeling you get when you’re with your closest friends laughing and just messing around.  The feeling of freedom or happiness, like nothing could ruin the moment. I stepped out of the shower, and stopped I knew what the picture that flashed in my head had meant, after all I went though I was going to be okay and that I had step over the thresh hold into the bright room.