Who stood up? Who walked up to the clock? Who pushed that minute hand with all their might? Who made it spin faster and faster until it finally reached it's climax, plateaued, and slowed down?
How did this happen? Was it not yesterday that we were all so eagerly awaiting our first day of high school? Wondering what new friends we would make, what our new classes would be like. It could have been two days ago that we were all signing 8th grade yearbooks, promising to never forget the memories we shared, giving our word that we would always be friends.
Now here we are. It's not just two days later, but two years instead. We've all grown apart, we've moved on, made new friends, joined new cliques. Sure we'll say hi when we pass in the halls but it'll never be the same. Not to say that these years with new friends haven't been great, not to say that they haven't been fun; it's just a bit sad to see how we've changed, how we've grown, how the best years of our lives are flying by.
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