By Chloe Nott

Left behind in Quincy, no classes, no sport, no friends, nowhere to go. So what do I do now? I’ve spent the last few months rushing back and forth from practice to class to practice again. And now it has ended. The routine has gone. The people I spent several hours with every single day I no longer see.

The miles I ran and weights I lifted, the early morning sessions before the sun was up, the cold evenings when the sun had gone down, my team was by my side and we were in it together.

We sat on the field in silence, waiting for the news we knew was coming.

After returning from games down south, rumors were starting to spread and word got around of other colleges and sports getting canceled. But that was far from our little gem city on the Mississippi.

When the words were finally said the shock set in. A weird feeling. Everyone just sitting there feeling a mix between disappointment, frustration, anger, and sadness. The coach trying to see the positives and lift up everyone.

So what do I do now? My days were planned and filled with school and sport. Now everything is quiet. Shops are closing, concerts are cancelled, and even churches have had to resort to services being streamed online.

How long will it last? How long till the next event occurs and we forget about the time the world closed down with the flu?

In the meantime my days are filled with homework, working out, eating, and watching tv. But the isolation is crippling.