To the friends who stuck by me through high school,

One of the best memories I have is when we all had a sleepover; it’s the middle of the night and we can’t sleep so we’re just mumbling half sentences out, trying not to wake mum up because you know she’ll come and crack it at us. We’re eating that last packet of Sour Patch Kids and trying not to spill sugar everywhere, but you do anyway- dickhead. We fall asleep in the middle of our conversation.

You guys kept me sane throughout high school and I can’t thank you enough. I shared everything with you guys, my first drink, first party, first exam failed, first boyfriend, first mental breakdown, first breakup. Whatever it was, you guys were there with some stupid joke or sometimes just silence and a hug.

We said stupid stuff and bitchy comments that we never meant but it didn’t matter because every Monday morning we would be back where we started, trying to suppress our laughter in assembly.

Remember how hard we tried to be cool? Looking back I realise how stupid we were, trying to be anything but ourselves. Middle school came and went and soon we were seniors, scared of final exams and the massive world just at our doorstep. But we got through it together; I got through it because you were there with me.

Through exams and boys I never doubted for a second that you’d be there for me. We laughed so hard we got stitches most days. I never thought going into high school that I’d find someone so much like me. We went to concerts and screamed our lungs out, we met boys we liked and some we didn’t. We tried cooking, knitting, running and everything in between together, laughing the whole way. We fought and screamed and cried and now we’re on the other side, adults at last.

Now we’re older and I don’t know what’s going to happen next. We’re going down different paths and I don’t know how I’m going to survive uni on my own, without your endless pens and jokes.

Just in case I never told you, I’m always going to be grateful for you guys getting me to where I am now. Thank you for not giving up on me or putting me down and for making high school some of the best years of my life.


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