I have been going to the same school for ten years. I started there in kindergarten, and next year I'm leaving my small, private school for the bigger world of a public high school. I actually remember when I was five years old, going into kindergarten class for the first time and going up to the first girl I saw. She told me her name, and I remember asking her what her name was at least ten more times as a joke. That is my earliest memory from my current school. It all ends in just two short weeks. Only about five of my current classmates are coming with me to my new school, everyone else is being left behind, or going to highschool in a different town. Some of the kids from kindergarten are still in my homeroom, and it makes me sad that soon I likely won't see them ever again. 

I always wonder how many of their faces I'll remember, who will stick in my memory, and who will I be looking at old pictures of twenty years from now and having no clue who they are. It seems so impossible that I'll be there someday, in my small class I know everyone's name and face. I talk to the majority of them everyday.

Will anyone remember me? Probably only my close friends, I'm quiet in class, and nobody seems to think that much of me really, other than my few friends. I'm a bit scared to see so many faces everyday next year, not knowing people is terrifying, but I'm ready to leave my small school to begin the next chapter in my life.