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  • Writer's pictureSophie

Day 15

Being new is hard. Being a junior is hard. But I would consider being new as a junior even harder. Stepping onto campus I am almost constantly reminded that my time at my school, which I love, is a ticking time bomb set to explode in two years. Just two years. Yes, two years can be filled to the brim with memories and friends, but I wish I could elongate it. Make it an even more prevalent part of my story. For now, I must enjoy the sound of the ticking, faster and faster with each breath, knowing it must one day come to an end.

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