The Feeling of The Final Goodbye
As I walked down the halls today, in the only place I can say that has changed my life forever, I realized that this would no longer be my oasis. I have always looked at school, Dunmore High School, as my way out, my sancuary, the one place I could go to make my troubles go away. There are only a few more moments that I can share with this place, moments that will lead me to my future, moments in which I will shed an infinite amount of tears, moments...moments that I will never forget. DHS has given me so many things, friends, mentors, confidence, music, the stage, everything. I walked into the band room today thinking, will this be the last time I run my fingers over the piano, will this be my last venture into the disasterous kennel, will this song be my last song sung when I think no one is listening? How will life be without my bells, without the notes infront of me waiting to be exicuted correctly. Am I going to forget this school as it seems everyone else did? Am I ready to? Will I become those fly by nighters who you see once in a while, those who used to love everything about band, school, chorus, everything. I'm not ready to leave all this behind. I'm overwhelmed with memories, of my first band practice, of my first steps into DHS, my first friends here, who are still my friends today.
I will miss you, all of you...
.. to be continued
I will miss you, all of you...
.. to be continued