Back in May, one of my classmates at school died of lymphoma after battling it since the start of our freshman year.
Today, I walked into school and saw senior hallway decorated with wrapping paper and signs with her initials. Our spirit was high for the first time in a long time.
I know she’s watching over our class from up there.
KML, you GMH
My sister would have been at my house in five minutes.
I called her because I couldn’t wait to tell her about a silly thing my dog had done.
I heard metal on metal, and the phone went dead.
She died in a car crash. All because I couldn’t wait five minutes for her to get to the house.
Last week we had our first kiss.
We were walking and all of a sudden it started pouring rain. You took me by the hand and we ran over to the sidewalk corner. I started to walk away but you grabbed me and pulled me close and kissed me.
It was everything I imagined it would be. I love you and that will always be “our corner.”
I’m a Japanese American, so, unfortunately, getting plenty of dirty looks during our WWII History unit comes with the territory.
One day, after a unit on Pearl Harbor, I got the most mean stares I ever have.
My best friend, Elise, did more staring in that class than anyone. Not at me, though - at the people who glared at me. Elise, you GMH