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"Senior Year Comes to an End" by Anonymous

It’s hard to imagine that this was going to be our last year of high school.

It’s hard to imagine that someone like me would miss going to school.

It’s hard to imagine that just a few months ago, my plans were so different.

It’s hard to imagine what life was like just a few weeks ago.

It’s hard to imagine that in just a few weeks everything changed.


Senior Year was going to be epic, a year of last rites, a year of future thoughts.

Missing dances, proms, sports and friends is the new norm.

Missing tryouts, job opportunities and final grades is the new idea.

Missing things that you normally take for granted and turning it into hope.


You hope the future turns out better than you expect.

You hope that new beginnings are better than the last endings.

You hope that people get stronger, smarter and braver than they were before.

You hope you have the courage to see the good and not the bad.


Families are stronger, and you learn to realize that they matter most.

You form bonds with siblings, parents and neighbors.

You look to others to find out what gives them strength.

You look inside yourself to see what gives you strength.

You learn you need to adapt to changes in order to not go crazy.


You hope that you’ll get to see your friends again.

You hope that you’ll get to see your teachers again.

You hope that no one you know got sick.

You hope that things get back to normal.


You wonder about the future and how much the world has changed.

You look forward to getting back in touch with people.

You look forward to keeping all the lessons you learned.

You look forward to getting another chance to make good changes.


There may not be a prom, a celebration and formal ending.

There may not be a ceremony, a sporting event or a party.

But there will always be the memories and the people you meet along the way.


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