The final walk

I’m 4, It's the first day of school, I hop off my car seat walking up to the front doors. Im wearing my Barbie backpack and my light up pink shoes. I've never been more excited to start school and meet new people. I can color all day and sing my abc's. I can't wait to meet all my teachers.

I'm 11, it's the first day of middle school, I couldn't sleep, I was feeling every emotion possible. I walk up to the front of the school, nervous it's a new place, new people. But I feel at home, I know I'm gonna make new memories that will last a lifetime.

I'm 17, and it's my final year, I walk up to these doors taking a glance at how everything has changed, how I've changed. I never expected to be here and as much as I'm ready to graduate and become more in this life, I can't let go. I was 4, excited and ready to see the world and now I'm 17 living it, yet so scared, these schools that I once called a second home now but a memory. I've learnt to walk now it's time for me to fly, leaving behind this home from the nest that's been built over the years, just like all the other students wondering these long hall, until it was time for them to take there final walk.