An Open Letter To My High School Best Friends

To the girls that got me through high school,

I want to say thank you. Thank you for listening to all the pointless drama that I deemed “life ending” during these past four years. Thank you for laughing at all of my corny jokes and for crying with me through all of my hard times. Thank you for staying by my side even when I refused to wear anything other than a t-shirt. Most importantly, thank you for making high school unforgettable.

Since the start of senior year, I constantly thought about what it would be like to say goodbye. I know I will eventually have to leave behind those late nights where we all try to cram into a car while singing along to some of Taylor Swift’s greatest hits. I know I will no longer have you all just minutes away the next time I have a craving for ice cream or I need someone to come over and help me pick out something to wear. I may know all of these things, but none of it feels real.

It did not feel real the first day of senior year when we were finally the “big kids on campus” and our teachers told us to make this year count. It didn’t feel real when we all started getting into the colleges of our dreams and finding roommates. It didn’t feel real when we had our final prom or our last chorus concert. It didn’t feel real as I walked up on stage during graduation and saw you all sitting there in your caps and gowns. I already know it won’t feel real when we all hug for the last time, saying our teary eyed goodbyes.

I would be lying if I said I wasn’t scared that you will all go out and make a whole new life that I have no part in, but I know that will never happen. We were there for each other’s first heartbreaks, our first failed tests, our first times driving. We have been there for so many of each others' “firsts” that I am confident we will never have to experience a “last”.

To me, you all are home. You will be the people I think about when someone asks about my high school experience. I won’t think about the unit circle or that mean teacher I had, I will think about the time we got lost on that mountain for an hour because we missed the exit or when we all got snowed in together.

So thank you for the laughter, thank you for the memories, and thank you for helping me become the person I am today. We may have states and many miles between us, but I cannot wait to see the women you all become.

With love,

Your high school best friend.

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