You arrive nervous, unprepared and scared. It seems like such a long stride going from 6th to 7th grade but the biggest leap of all still has yet to come. The year passes and with relief the summer comes, next year you will be in charge as you now enter the highest point in middle school. Finally 8th grade year is coming to a close and you look back with time to remember the memories you've made, all the stupid drama seems so pointless now. We've matured so much, grown, succeeded, no one knows what the future holds but the feelings of fear for freshman year are just like all the stupid drama, pointless. The realization of growing up is scary but the only thing we have to fear is fear itself.
Middle school was just the beginning of becoming an adult, high school is when we will truly learn to become independent. The unknown is what we really fear, it's a leap of faith to grow up and be who you strive to become. Memories of yesteryear, the laughs, the gossip, the late nights staying up because of homework have made us who we are. We may be scared to go where we've never been but with every end there is a new beginning and with every new start there will be new memories.
These past two years seemed like an eternity, and now here we are anxious for summer, for gaining our independence within the next four years. We're all scared of what lies ahead, but when we take time to look back on how much our academics have grown and how much new knowledge we have to carry on with us we are thankful for the ones taking time to give us a good education. This time should be embraced because this will only happen once in our lives.