As I wander through the halls of high school for the last time, I reminisce of all the times to be had on campus, whether good or bad. I remember the struggles of freshman year, figuring out the way high school goes, introducing myself to the new people I am surrounded by, and adjusting to an overall new way of life. Then there was sophomore year, taking new and harder classes, maintaining friendships formed the previous year, and continued adding to the vault of knowledge I had been building up throughout my school years. Junior year was a year of transition, beginning my college search, taking AP classes and tests, and preparing myself to leave in just over a year. Senior year has to be my favorite year of all, finalizing my college plans, spending more time with the friends I have had throughout my high school years, and finally leaving this place I had come to love and hate.
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