Graduation is coming up very soon, and I am confused. I am leaving the school I've been in for 11 years of my life. I feel a mixture of emotions, and I don't know what to do with them.
I am feeling excited for whats to come and to see new faces.
I am feeling sad for the people and relationships I am leaving.
I am feeling a sense of 'senoritis', as I am a senior and right now I feel like I have the whole world in my hands.
But most of all, I am feeling a longing for time to reverse and take me back to when I was 3 years old and never knowing that my little school experience could ever end. For the faces I'm seeing to be new and refreshing, not old and as if I'm a hamster on a wheel; constantly experiencing the same things daily, weekly, and yearly.
I am going to miss my little home. I am going to miss its small number of staff who are like parents to me. I am going to miss the small campus that only allows me to attend 3 classrooms every day. I am going to miss my 14 brothers and sisters. I am going to miss its 'ghetto fabulous' ways of doing things, and I am going to miss knowing everyone and everyone's entire family. I am going to miss Mrs. Cindy, Mrs. G, Mr. F, and Mr. C. They have all played important roles in my life, and they are truly good people.
Remember your little school, future me. Remember their loving arms and advice.
Alyssa, Amani, and Gigi-
Chances are, you'll never read this. And even lower chances are you'll know its me. But thank you for giving me the example of TRUE family and everlasting bond. Different places cannot separate us and we are forever woven into each others pasts and hopefully will forever be growing together as sisters in each other's futures. I dream to show my grandchildren to you, and to call each of you on our futuristic devices, explaining whatever crazy event happened that day. I love you and cherish you with all my heart.
Hasta la vista, but never good bye.