Ghost at Graduation

Something supernatural happened tonight, and no one knew it.
Tonight was a graduatuion at a small town high school known as Bucksport High. The some odd hundred or so graduates had a visitor, for two hours they did not see coming.
I went as well. I sat down with everyone and listened to speech after speech of how people were grown up. But how could they know that when they were only 18? If anyone knows anything it is NOT at 18. I thought of how this wuould have been MY class, I would have walked those halls, talked to those people and dated the students if not for the move I had in 4th grade.
At last they handed out diplomas and when the person I went there to see, my cousin Scotty, got his I clapped hard and loud for him and longer for the friends I knew around him.
After it was over I said congrats and tried to show him how happy I was he'd made it this far with me, the next step in a life I hoped we saw the end of together, I left him to his friends that I no longer knew and to a party meant for the Buck's.
At 5:50 a ghost arrived.
Dressed in a striped white and brown polo with tan pants, a senior class ring, couple of bracelets and a black and white bandana tied around the left wrist.
It sat down among others who were there to see family and friends.
As the graduation went on it clapped at the right points, cheered for friend and though of the meanings behind the speeches.
After the students. . .or alumni. . .had their diplomas it went around saying hi to those it knew. Some say they saw it.
A cold shiver ran down a spine or two and one said good bye as it left.
At 8:30 it walked out, a lonely straggler, one of few there still.
It had looked back at the school that it never had a chance to know. It looked back at the people who would have said goodbye to him if he had graduated with it's Alumni, but this was not it's home.
It later spotted a flashing light. People had been pulled over for speeding.
But it imagined the happy grads so excited and not paying attention as they flew off the road into a ditch.
It knew that this moment of graduation was a small step, a pictured memory for those close to you but not for you at all. It showed a growth in you, small but there.
And this ghost who stayed for two hours, who left with everyone else and wasn't truly seen. . .
was me.
But I love where I am i my life and would not change ONE MOMENT. . .
sitting at the table with my mother and sister deciding if we should move. . .
I wouldn't have said " I dunno know."
I should have smiled welcomed the life I have now and said yes.
But I'll be glad with what''s here now and not dwell on the past.