Chapter 1
I graduate in three months. In three months, I’ll say goodbye to the people I’ve spent every day with since kindergarten.
Some of which I hate, most of which I’ll miss anyway.
I’m not talking about my close friends, the ones I hang out with outside of school.
In a weird way I think I’ll miss the ones I rarely speak to far more.
I’m talking about my junior year chem partner, who I haven’t spoken to since last year and has become somewhat of a mean girl.
I’m talking about the boy a grade below me in my math class that I have meaningless conversations with everyday just to make the class go faster.
I’m talking about the girl that my locker has been next to since freshman year that I only speak to in classes where I have nobody else.
Neither of us use our lockers anymore.
I’m talking about the boy I fought with in Spanish last year everyday over stupid things.
He moved back across the country.
I don’t take Spanish anymore.
And lastly, I’m talking about the girl that I was best friends with for five years before we drifted apart.
Someone I used to talk to everyday, go to her house every day and spent my whole childhood with.
We now only talk because we have a class together.
I’m talking about these people because I’m certain I’ll never speak with them again after I graduate.
Because school was the only reason any of us were connected in the first place. All people who I’m not close enough with to just shoot a text to connect with again.
That goodbye at graduation will most likely be our final goodbye.
Until one day, years and years from now I search them up, and find them happily married with kids. Or divorced. Or dead.
And these people that have all impacted my life without even realizing it
Just become shadows of my past
