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I Am the Weird Quiet Girl

On my first year at college when I was 17 , a year after my brother died I would hang around in the graveyard alone at dinner time and at break time. I didn’t have any friends until a few months later in the year at college. I was very quiet and I found comfort in going there. It was a weird coping mechanism and it helped me deal with missing my brother and being alone. I would buy some pop from the shop and sit and drink it in there then walk around whilst listening to music and take some photos of the pretty grave stones. I found it beautiful. I was an art student so I found beauty in the darkest things. When I got some friends I didn’t go back in there , they knew about my brother but they wouldn’t have understood why I loved being alone in graveyards. I liked the peace and quiet away from stupidity and loud noises. It was just across the road from the college and I loved watching the squirrels climb trees. I also used to do my coursework in there too.
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I do understand. I too find peace and feel close to my loved one when I go there. I talk to them also.