When you first start high school,
you’re nervous, naturally, but as you go on, you begin
to get the hang of it. As
you progress, and go through the years, you feel comfortable, as
though the school is a second home because it is all you’ve known for the past four years
of your life.
You become an “expert” on everything in
the school, which bathrooms are cleanest,
which water fountains are coldest, not
to eat the school lunch. You think you’ve got
yourself set and good to go.
Suddenly it hits you that you won’t be there for very much
longer. You’ve got a
few months left and then you’re done for good. You’ve got huge
choices to make
as the world lies dead ahead.
What will I do, what will I do?