I’m going to miss
the mountains.
I’m going to miss
walking from class to class and see the beautiful view from the north, east,
south, and west.
I’m going to miss seeing the same faces I’ve
spent 6 years’ worth of living with.
I’m going to miss
the sound of my classmates, and just knowing that from their tone, their laugh,
their yelling, whatever, I know exactly who they are.
I’m going to miss passing by people every day and just seeing their
smile.
I’m going to miss
our class discussions; from the ugly tension, to the passionate moments.
I’m going to miss those funny moments in class where we all laugh
together.
I’m going to miss
the fact that I felt like I belonged.
I’m going to miss
the fact that we all care for each other, even if we may not get along that
well.
I’m going to miss seeing my
best friend every day.
I’m going to miss
the people at this school.
I’m going to miss
racing up and down 24th street.
I’m going to miss
my teachers.
I’m going to miss
the fact that I wouldn’t be the same person today had I not been in this class.
I’m going to miss the entire process
of Jay week.
I’m going to miss going to sport games.
I’m going to miss playing tennis with my
high school team.
I’m going to miss
having my friends be behind my back at all times.
I’m going to miss
decorating my locker.
I’m going to miss
wearing my uniform.
I’m going to miss how my mother makes me breakfast and lunch each
day for school.
I’m going to miss
the fact that I won’t be able to talk with the people I have every day for the
past years, but now it’ll be longer periods to even years or never again.
I’m going to miss this zone of comfort between my peers and
faculty.
I’m going to miss
the fact that I don’t really belong here anymore.
I’m going to miss
growing up together.
I’m going to miss my brothers and sisters.
I love you guys and I will miss you dearly.
The future of the Class of 2015 will be a huge success.
I’ll see you guys in ten years...