It's here again. We run through these halls and out these doors. Except this time it's a little bit different. We don't run as quickly as the times before. For some of us it's the last time we'll ever set foot in these halls. If we do ever set foot here again it will be as new people, and for the most part, better people. We will have finally pealed off the stereotypes that kept us apart, and the drama that broke us apart. We will
finally be real people. People who understand that there is more to life than fast food, practices, part-time jobs,
Friday nights, and what lies behind those doors. New people, new thoughts, new everything. Part of me says that I will miss everyone that leaves, but another part of me says I will enjoy them all a little bit more when they return. I hope they realise that just because every night of the week
can turn into a Friday night,
doesn't mean every night of the week
should. There is more to life then trying to escape it. There is more to life than pleasing yourself. I hope they see that. I hope that being in the world opens their eyes to the realities of this world. I hope that they seek to change the world for the better, and
succeed. I hope they know that this is the last time they run, and I hope that as they look back one last time, they are happy with all the days they walked these halls.
Love you guys <3
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