A Happy Time Turns For The Worst

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Jordan Adolph writes, On Thursday May 21st, at 12:30 on the dot, the dismissal bell rang.

On Thursday May 21st, at 12:30 on the dot, the dismissal bell rang. That was the end of 6th grade it was officially summer. Although the announcement that summer was finally here was supposed to be great news, it turned for the worst. All the 6th graders were eating in the cafeteria when it rang. Our entire lunch period was depressing. Every one is going to different schools, or moving. And the likeliness of us seeing eachother again slowly faded along with our faith. Our principal expected us to be happy and anxious for the upcoming and fun-filled summer but all we felt was lost, unfaithful, confused, and depressed. What is a summer without all your friends, especially when keeping in touch would be harder than you thought. With friends moving away to different states we felt like they were moving away to differentworlds. That last lunch period everyone was crying. Our 6th grade teachers many times called us “the big family.” The big family splitting apart was the hardest thing I have ever experienced in my life. We all loved eachother very much! Without eachother we all felt like something was missing from us. Instead of forming friendly bonds we formed family bonds. And those are the bonds that will stay imprinted in our minds, forever and always.

2 COMMENTS

  1. I don’t quite get the point.
    I don’t quite get the point… I would post this as a blog and then put something about how you personally felt.

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