It seem that as I grew older I still wanted to have fun. I like to think now that it was the beginning at an attempt to hold onto my childhood spirit, but it would seem that even children have to mature one day. And as I stared at the picture, jotting down notes on my feelings and ideas, I couldn't help but draw my mind to grade 9. Again, the memories were of good company and myself having fun. Only this time we were in high school, our ambitions soared. I felt like I just passed over a mountain. Elementary schools over, 10 years of the same school and same people gone! It was time to act like a high school student.
My mind continued down its short trail and soon I see myself carrying an old friend home from a neighborhood field party.