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Looking back

I remember walking into school that day with a huge frown engraved in my mind, I finally reach middle school and I am stuck in this tiny, K-8 school, while tons of my friends move off to larger middle schools.
A year passes, and it's alright, but I still would've liked a larger school better. The a few weeks into summer I hear the news, our school was closed! This meant me and all my friends would be at the divine, middle school of choice! A couple more weeks pass, our admin. opened a new school which my mother immediatly places me in, great...not! Another K-8 school, with the same students I have been stuck with since Kindergarten!!!!How could she?!?!?!?! I remember walking into this school even more angry then I had been the previous year, I meet my teachers, new classmates, again its OKAY, but not my ideal choice at all I only really enjoy one of my teachers.
Next year- same school, AGAIN. Not only is it the next year, but the nice teacher turned mean! NO WAY COULD I STAND IT ANYMORE! My mother hated me, that was my conclusion, she didn't want mwe to have fun and my teahcers obviously hated me. This year is going to be terrible...

It's over! Middle school only has one week left and then I'm a highschooler! How will I bear it? I can't leave my lifelong friends. A bigger school means not being greeted by name by everyone there, no more litte kids rushing up to me, no more sibling-like arguments, no more teachers who go out of their way to try and help us improve. In highschool they wont care. Oh My Gosh! That's why. My mom put me here because she knew... this school brought more then friends, it brought me a second family, with are dumb arguments, and no secrets. This school brought me more then teachers, it brought me a second pare of caretakers. More then classes, prepearation for life. This was never some small school that was put here to make me miserable, it was my home, and now that I realize it it's being taken away.
Looking back, I haven't been grateful, haven't thanked all the people supporting me, haven't apprecited what I have.

I've always wondered what they meant when they said you don't know what you have until it's gone and now I do.





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