Well, that’s it. High school is over. Senior year has ended much sooner than it was supposed to.
The end of high school… wow.
Who knew school was so important to any of us? All we ever did was complain about how much we hated it, and now we would do anything to get it back.
It wasn’t supposed to be like this. We were supposed to have two more months. We were supposed to have more tests. We were supposed to have more lunches and laughs with our friends. We were supposed to have more time.
Graduation. It’s what we’ve all been working towards since we were in kindergarten. It’s what was supposed to be the big celebration that would commemorate everything we have accomplished over the past 13 years of our lives. It’s what everything up until now has been centered around, so without it, what’s the point?
Because right now, there doesn’t really seem to be one. Everything feels pretty stagnant; pretty pointless... especially since there doesn’t seem to be an end in sight.
With all that is happening, the class of 2020 is surely bonded for life. No one else will ever understand how we feel and how this is affecting us.
Many of us entered the world around 9-11. We’ve witnessed our parents survive the recessions, and we’ve grieved school shootings. And now we’re here- stripped short of our senior year.
No prom.
No graduation.
No last day of high school.
We never thought that final goodbye before spring break would be goodbye forever. It’s great that we can connect virtually, but nothing compares to real, true time and closure.
Next year, we will all go our separate ways.
Different colleges.
Different states.
Different countries.
Most of us will probably never see each other again.
How were we supposed to know? It’s simply hard to grasp.
The funny thing is… if we had known, I’m sure we would have done things differently.
If living through this pandemic has taught me anything, it’s to appreciate the small things and the moments we would otherwise take for granted. I guess this is all proof that you never really know how much you love someone or something until it’s gone.
We’ll move on. We’ll move past this. We’ll live our lives, and this will be a mere memory. But truth be told, there will always be a little emptiness that I’m sure graduating seniors will share forever.