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Last day of High School


The last day of my senior year, It will be filled with too many emotions. Sorrow, joy, but above all fear. How will I ever wake up that morning and just go through the motions? It's just too sad how time passes by, when just the other day I began the journey as a freshman. Now it's time to grow up as time will continue to fly by. it wont slow down, not even for the richest of men. But alas! it is my new beginning; the end of a chapter but the start of another. I will gladly wake up and enjoy my last day smiling. The last day of my senior year I will always remember. It is not the end but the start of a new chapter. So I welcome my last day of youth hoping it does not end in disaster.
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