High school is coming to an end. I should be happy, right? Well, I'm not because I sat down and thought about it, and as I thought about it...tears formed in my eyes. I thought about all the tears I shed over the past four years. It seems like just yesterday I was a candidate for PMA. I thought about all the laughs and good days. I even thought about all the regular high school drama, like rumors and boyfriends and stuff like that.
No more catching the bus early in the morning with my friends. No more "Where's your assignment?" or "Stay in your seat" or "Stop playing in class." Now, since school won't be free for me anymore, I can't do all the immature stuff. Life after high school seems so scary.
By Glenda Barnett
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