moving on

I'll miss everyone. Thank you, HuniWhisp for creating this a website so I can let these thoughts out. My dear classmates, I'll miss all of you. Just one more year before I turn into a Senior Freshman in a brand new school. Beyond my ego, I admit that I'm scared. Having grown up in this school since I was young and having seen you all grow up with me makes me realize how much I took time for granted. How much I regret saying I wanted to grow up faster. We're genuinely getting older now, and I don't like the feeling of it. I don't think I will be able to adjust if I ever move to a new school. I miss grade 8th. It was fun, lively, and we didn't have any issues back then—not that I'm saying we have an issue now—everyone was cooperative. Half of my classmates are literally just the family I grew up, and I can't believe it. I love every second of it and it eats my stomach knowing that I won't be able to go back in that time again pffttt. Everything was and IS perfect, in every sense and way. I love you everyone. Deep in my heart. ❤️