22. Before I even knew what was happening I was being rushed towards the lobby with 245 other seniors. Cameras in the air, tears in our eyes, voices blending together- emotions drowning us. There was nothing I could say, no words to describe what I was feeling. The end? The beginning? Maybe it's just the middle. But it's Tuesday, and it will never be Tuesday again- not like this. The end of life as we know it. The middle of who we will be.
Ready, set, go.
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