Exactly a week ago tomorrow was my the day of my high school graduation. The seventh day of June in the year two thousand seventeen won’t go down in many history books as a significant date to remember, but for the five hundred and fifty six students in my graduating class, it will. Walking across that stage felt surreal almost, and I definitely expected to shed more tears. However, I feel content with the way high school ended for me. Those last few seconds before the fireworks started and the graduating class of 2017 threw their caps in the air are seconds I will cherish for the rest of my life. I’m proud to say I graduated from my high school, and I can’t wait to see what the next chapter in my life has in store for me.