BHS- Where you want to go, if you love to write!
If you're a student you definitely remember this feeling, if you're an adult, try to. The feeling of pure joy and happiness as you walk out the front doors on the last day of school, free to do whatever you want for the summer. Leaving school is more than that for me, it is the excitement of going home. I’m not talking about my house, you always hear the expression home is where the heart is, well if that is true then my cottage and the people there are my home. I have been there my whole life, I don’t expect you to understand, let me try to get you to feel a tiny bit of what I feel for these people. Close your eyes and Imagine the feeling of your mom kissing you on your forehead and your dad cuddling you after you’ve had a nightmare. Imagine laughing as hard as you can and being able to trust someone one hundred percent. That's what I feel for the people each and every one of them. Now you're thinking no one can feel this strongly about people who aren't in their family, she is probably exaggerating, but they are my family. I grow up with them, I tell them everything and although I may be happy to be back to school, nothing will ever compare to that feeling I get when I walk out the front doors on the last day of school, free to go to my home.