When I read “Senior Regrets” by Alex Helm, her writing about the regrets of her high school past left me feeling nostalgic. I can relate to the line, “My first day as a senior hasn’t even passed and I’m already planning my good-byes and dreading my sister’s tears,” because it’s only the beginning of my junior year and I am dreading having to leave a place I have known my entire life. I am nowhere near ready to leave my friends and all the familiar faces around school, but in a few short years I will have no choice. I will wish I had been friendlier and smiled at everyone who passed, and I will wish I tried harder to get good grades.

I don’t want to think about the future; it scares me. As Alex writes, “Sometimes I wish I could think only about right now,” but we are forced to talk about college plans and future careers. No matter how hard I try, I will never be able to think only about the present, so I will have to get used to this scared feeling.