Last Day of the Last Week
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This was extremely an emotional day. Everyone cried as they bid goodbye to each other. We all never felt this way before. In the past years we spent our memories in this school, we never felt the feeling of missing everyone in it. It is really weird that we can feel it right now. The sadness and well-treasure memory as a Grade 9 student. Could this be what they call the most memorable days of high school life? This actually sounds corny to me. To us all, high school is just a bunch of flirtatious chicks all around the corridors. But our experience was a tough one and that's why it became memorable. How can everything happen so fast? Only half the class was present in school today. Maybe if everyone came, it would be more than our emotional tears. In our beloved classroom where we spent our bad and good times.