My cousin and I were great friends when we were kids. When we were about 12 we developed different interests and we don't talk much anymore, even when we see each other. I rarely think of her.
This will be the smallest Thanksgiving we've ever had people wise.
Sapphire won't be home at Christmas this year.
My mom told me I should visit my fourth grade teacher when I graduated because she had a profound effect on my life.
I was disappointed to hear my room wouldn't be left as a shrine to me when I leave for college.
I'm afraid of moving away.
I'm set on what I want to do and if it doesn't work out, I'll be heartbroken.
I can't wait to turn eighteen and have the right to vote.
Graduation is just around the corner and I know I'll have to grow up soon. But I enjoy my world and I'll try to keep it going for as long as possible.
I stopped playing with stuffed animals in the sixth grade because I found out middle schoolers don't play with stuffed animals.
I don't ever want to give up Spongebob.
I don't think I need to be remembered for greatness. I would just like to be remembered, even if it's only for living a slightly above average life.
I'm afraid I'll be forgotten.