Elizabeth F...
Yokota High School
The sound of ripping paper fills my ears. Another page was torn from the calendar. Another day has passed by like the flash Or did it?
Looking back on the year it seems like time just kept going. Not stopping for a single person no matter what. But living in the moment is agonizing. Time moves slowly as I wait for the day to end.
So which is it? I plead with the clock to make graduation come sooner. But I also plead with the clock to give me more time. The clock doesn’t answer.