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with, talking with or even just seeing, I wasn’t going to see them any more. Nearly all these people would never see me again and vice versa. Of course I’ll see my senior brethren but only once so often. Everything was use to and everyone in my everyday world wasn’t going to be a part of it any more. Honestly I was scared of leaving; I didn’t want to wonder into the unknown. I wanted to stay with what was comfortable to me. But that wasn’t going to happen I was going to have to accept what was happening and just live with it. I was going to look at the bright side of life. As time wound down to weeks and then to days, of course I couldn’t help to get excited, and happy. Though that sense of year and unwillingness was still present. It was time to just deal with what

life had to deal me. The big day was Friday the 24th of June. In a few short hours I was going to be a high school graduate. I started my day by getting up and picking up my friends Steve and Luis. They wanted to come with me when I went to what was going to be my new school for quite some time. So we drove to CSUN and then headed back so we could be back in time to graduate. I dropped them both off, then headed back to my house so I could get ready. After I got ready I went to my friend Armon’s house to hang out, plus he needed a ride to the school. We wound up loosing track of time and realized we were late. So we rushed to the school running to where all the students had to meet. After the advisors got us ready and walked us down to the field to be seated the ceremony began.

About two hours later the ceremony ended and everyone threw their hats in the air like tradition. We were all now high school graduates and moving on in the world. Our lives are only what we make them. At some point in life you grow up and realize what expected of you and what you need to do to survive. The time that you choose to grow up determines where your life will be going. Things are what you make them to be, and life offers more options when you grow up. Life is like wine, as it ages it gets gains flavor and is sweeter. Wyrick, Jean. Slaughter, Beverly J. The Rinehart Reader Third edition