A letter from Jun 20, 2022

Gemma Grande Ms. Sahid Writing 8 June 13th 2022 Dear Gemma, Wow! Where to begin? This is my last week of middle school. Time really does fly. I can’t begin to think what I will be like when I next open this letter. I sit in LA class right now, 11:58 am, sweat trickling down my back. I think of this letter as an assignment but I know next time I open this letter it will become a memory from middle school. I write this letter now as the girl who likes to read, play lacrosse and field hockey, and wants to try out for the ice hockey team. I write this letter as a girl who has many friends, but some I know I won’t be friends with come highschool, and I’m not too sad to let go of some friends. I love school and I don’t mind work. I like how I find joy in simple things. When I open this letter the girl I described could be completely gone. With time to grow, and change I will no doubt become different, that what happens to everyone. But my only hope for the future is that I still have the happiness and passion I have now. I hope I still have the same excitement when I see a new movie. Or, I still feel the joy from playing a sport. Or the calmness I get from reading a book. And laughing the same way when I find something funny. And especially the happiness I get from making others smile. These simple things in my life are what makes life sweet. I’ve always heard that as we grow up into the real world life gets miserable and so do we. I hope I grow, but just enough. I see it now, with my friends, complaining about random things, it’s almost like some people want to be sad. I know, we have our bad days. I just hope as I grow older I don’t need a vacation to feel how I feel when I play well in sports or watch a good movie now. I know I’ll change and mature but one thing I hope stays the same is the ability to be happy. As I grow I know the things I find worth living for now will have changed, but I hope that I will find other things worth living for. Other things that make me feel how a good movie, sports and books used to make me feel. Even as I grow I hope to be able to find the joy, passion, and excitement I can easily find now. I hope as I graduate highschool I find friends that I’m happy to call my friends. And that I spend time with the people I enjoy. As of right now in eighth grade I feel kind of lost with friends and I don’t even enjoy some of the girls I sit at lunch with and hang out with. I know that will change and I will eventually find people just like me. I can’t wait for highschool and as nervous as I am I’m also very excited for this new chapter in my life. I hope to grow up and become someone myself right now, as I write this letter on June 13, 2022, would be proud of.