I'll miss everything.
I'll miss acting like an idiot in the street and singing loudly in public.
I'll miss being able to wear whatever I like, and not being bothered by disapproving looks at the length of my skirt.
I'll miss random parties for no reason and feeling completely out of control.
I'll miss things not being new and deciding what to do at the weekend during double maths.
I'll miss my friends being like my family.
I'll miss wearing too much eyeliner and laughing for hours at nothing.
I'll miss rubbish music and endless gossip and finishing homework on the bus.
I'll miss shoes I can't walk in and wandering home with no shoes on.
I'll miss spending whole days in the park because there's nothing better to do.
I'll miss writing because I want to and finishing paintings after months.
I'll miss so much I could cry right now.
I want things to stay the way they are for as long as possible.
Answered by
ashwin shah
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12:21 PM on July 27, 2008
