Hey
pal, how have you been? I’m alright. I've been thinking a lot lately and I'm
getting stressed. I’ve actually been thinking a lot about us and the last 3
years we have spent together. Our four year relationship is running out and I
am feeling quite nostalgic and despondent. Let’s start from the beginning.
Do
you remember our first day together? I do. I was strutting down your tiled
floor, a mosaic of brown and white which is very outdated however also incredibly
comforting. My hands were shaking and eyes were wide with admiration for those
older than me. The seniors were terrifying and I just wanted to nestle back
under the comfort of my old home from the year before. The middle school. Back
then you seemed so big and intimidating but as we grew closer and saw more of each
other, your walls didn’t seem so claustrophobic and your classrooms weren’t so
barren. I have grown to see little things that make you feel like home. Like
how my locker never opens unless you give it a little shove at first, or the
small, barely visible, engravings in the desks which used to be jokes or lovers
initials from years before, your metal chairs which always hug my bare legs in
the hot summer, the way the whole student body comes together for homecoming week and your hallways are filled with blue and gold, and of course, the distinct smell of chlorine when you cross by
the pool during swim season.
With every great memory however comes bad memories. Since freshman year I have spent a total of 28 months waking up at 6:15 in the morning for you, most nights after staying up untill ungodly hours finishing work. And that brings me to the subject of homework. Oh how i sometimes comtemplate whether or not you truly want me to hate class or not. I recive piles upon piles of papers everynight and mixed with sports events and club meetings and instrumental concerts, by the end of June my brain is literally fried. Like an egg. I have handled this all very well untill now and I know that when graduation comes I legally cannot attend class anymore, but if I could get it done sooner I would. Schools in the future will offer me classes to specialize in my future that you do not and I need to grow up and live on my own. We both contribute to this relationship and in the future you will limit me on my options while I want to be free from this drama-filled repetative high school life.
The next year is going to be very challenging my friend and I regret to say that I am looking at other schools. I need to move on and become reliable and dependent on myself to create a life for me in the future. Don’t worry, you will have plenty others coming in to replace me, young girls creeping around your hallways trying to find their way to the next class without getting glanced at by an upperclassmen and boys getting a large dose reality when they walk through your doors thinking they could run the show like years past but now getting shut down. Ill inform you the second I make my decision on where I would like to attend and maybe someday in the near future I will come back and visit! You will always be a major part in my life, so I thank you for that. Goodbye.
With every great memory however comes bad memories. Since freshman year I have spent a total of 28 months waking up at 6:15 in the morning for you, most nights after staying up untill ungodly hours finishing work. And that brings me to the subject of homework. Oh how i sometimes comtemplate whether or not you truly want me to hate class or not. I recive piles upon piles of papers everynight and mixed with sports events and club meetings and instrumental concerts, by the end of June my brain is literally fried. Like an egg. I have handled this all very well untill now and I know that when graduation comes I legally cannot attend class anymore, but if I could get it done sooner I would. Schools in the future will offer me classes to specialize in my future that you do not and I need to grow up and live on my own. We both contribute to this relationship and in the future you will limit me on my options while I want to be free from this drama-filled repetative high school life.
The next year is going to be very challenging my friend and I regret to say that I am looking at other schools. I need to move on and become reliable and dependent on myself to create a life for me in the future. Don’t worry, you will have plenty others coming in to replace me, young girls creeping around your hallways trying to find their way to the next class without getting glanced at by an upperclassmen and boys getting a large dose reality when they walk through your doors thinking they could run the show like years past but now getting shut down. Ill inform you the second I make my decision on where I would like to attend and maybe someday in the near future I will come back and visit! You will always be a major part in my life, so I thank you for that. Goodbye.
Sincerely,
Cassie Webber
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