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My High School Years

Atima's HS Years

High School…..where do I begin? A lot of people say that high school zoomed by. How has it been 4 years already? But honestly, for me, it felt like exactly that: 4 years. I can’t say that I’m completely ready for it to be over. But looking back at all the memories and all of the people that I’ve made them with, I can’t help but to be excited for all the new memories that I will make: those with new friends and those with old.

My friends are the sole reason that the stresses of high school have been bearable. Without them as classmates, I highly doubt that I would have stayed afloat under all of the pressure. I’m so thankful that my friends have been here to share everyday with me…..and laugh at all my nerd jokes. Each day has been an adventure with them. I can’t really explain in words how much I’ll miss them. But I know that every time I see them will just be a continuation of our past adventures and time spent together. Thankfully, most of them are attending college nearby.

Another big part of high school has been discovering dance. From ballet to classical indian dance, I’ve basically done it all. Not only has dance been a way for me to escape the stresses of school, but it has also taught me many priceless qualities such as hard work, patience, and resilience. Not to mention all of the friends that I have made through dancing and my special connection to my dance teacher!

Through thick and thin, no one has been there for me more than my family. Not just my immediate family but my extended family, including many, many family friends. Without their guidance, I’m not really sure where I would be right now. They’re like the building blocks of my life.

Last but not least, there’s no one I can thank more than my two best friends: my mom and my sister. I can’t even begin to imagine my life without these two. We share everything with each other: experiences, stories, jokes, and not to mention, shoes. My sister has been my role model throughout high school, graciously setting an example that I could follow. And my mom? I can’t begin to describe the sacrifices she’s made for me: picking me up from school when I neglected studying for a test, staying home from work to take care of me when I’m sick, waking up early to make sure I get to school on time. Without my mom and my sister by my side, I would never have grown as a person throughout high school. They taught me that it’s okay to change, that’s it’s okay to grow up, and that even though people change, some things never do, like the ability to love and be loved.