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As a recent graduate heading to college, I contemplated my uncommon attitude toward high school and tried to express it here. Enjoy!
Poetry | Updated Sep 10, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Mckenna Rose
For eighth grade graduation. I'm actually quite proud of this.
Death. Depression. Sadness. Renewal. Rebirth. Transitions. A book of poetry based on hardships, short stories based on views and irks, entries on happiness and friendship.
This is a poem I wrote last year in reading, I was in a "gifted" class along with two of my three best friends, and the teacher made us write poems for pretty much everything, this one was about how it was our last year in middle school.
I seriously thought about turning this in but then...
Life after life.....how would it really be? Perhaps I have visited already!
All children must learn to fly.