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Growing Up

I'm a sixteen year old sophomore at Andress High School. Life as we all know it brings so many changes,good and bad, but with each change we have to be flexible. What is life without changes?

Well I'm a girl with that used to try and fit in. When I first entered high school I thought all the people I stayed around would become the ones I became really close to. But, I was in for a rude awakening.

Everyone went their seperate ways and were socializing with people who were wild in personality. Me, on the other hand, just went with the flow of a quiet freshman.

All upperclassmen probably think lower classmen are very immature and don't know how to act their age. The upperclassmen were mostly right, except there was me and I was looking for a little bit more.

Through sports you could say I found that little bit more. When I first went out for track there were all juniors and me (being a lowerclass men assumed I wasn't going fit in). These girls were the best of the best, or so I thought. 

In the next year to come, like I said, I found what I was looking for- these marvelous outgoing girls. We became like family, really close. There was and still isn't anything I couldn't talk to them about, they've always been there for me. Like a big sister picking me up when I fall letting me know its alright to make a mistake and that I've done my very best.

But like in fairytails some things don't always have a happy ending. My ending goes like this- within the two years that I've gotten to know them its going to be really hard to say good-bye. That's where "all grown up" comes in to play - only a week and half away from becoming the young adults that they are. In other words "tomarrow's future."

 They're about to close this door and open another. That's why it is so hard to say good-bye, because a phone call is not the same as seeing them on a regular bases. All I can do right now is wish them good luck once they close this door.

For I must still remain behind this door its not yet my time to blossom. It just really hard to picture the next two years to come without my big sisters.

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