As of yesterday, I have officially finished 11 years of school.

Yesterday was my last day of school here in this town. I'm moving out next year, to go to sixth form in another city. I'm happy and excited for that, but there are so many things I'm going to miss about my current school.

I've been here for the past four years. The first three were filled mainly with confusion and a feeling of isolation, but this past year has possibly been the best year of my life.

The teachers here have helped me so much. Sure, some of them suck, but there were also great ones. Teachers who would stay after school and tutor me, encourage me, comfort me, and accept it when i couldn't hand in work on time. They were helpful and nice, always, and I'll miss them.

And then there are my friends. As I mentioned, the first three years here weren't the best in terms of friendship. I made good friends, but they weren't right for me. I couldn't tell them my innermost thoughts, and I couldn't trust them to be there for me whenever. This year, that's all changed. I found myself a new group of friends. They love me and appreciate me, and although they're years older and will be strewn across the globe next year, I desperately want to keep in contact with them.

Someone has also come into my life this past year, and she has quickly become one of my best friends. We've been in the same class since the beginning, know she won't judge. Instead, she'll give advice and make jokes about it, to cheer me up.
but weren't any more than acquaintances. We're opposites, so I suppose the phrase 'opposites attract' is true. Even so, I don't think we've ever had a fight. We bicker and tease each other constantly, but no one makes me happier than she does. I can tell her everything, and I

I don't think any of them realise how much they've done for me. Without them, I truly don't think I'd be ready to move out next year. They're fun to be around. They invite me out, they come over to bake cupcakes with me, and they comfort me when I'm a crying mess, without even asking why.

Their individuality has helped me love myself. Their fearlessness, their confidence, has taught me that I don't need to be afraid to be myself, because they will accept me no matter what.

This post is all over the place and very emotional, but I'm sure you all know the feeling. This place, this school, that I've belonged to for the four most important years of my life is no longer mine. Sure, I can come back and visit, but it's not the same. I won't walk along the same corridors again, laughing and joking with the people I love most.

Not every day has been good, but I wouldn't trade that for the world. The people I've met, the memories I've made and the confidence I've gained here at this school means more to me than I could ever explain, to myself, to you guys, or to the people in question.

I never thought my last day here would make me cry. I've been counting down to this day for the past year, and now that it's here, I would do anything to just have a few more days here.

I did a post similar to this a few weeks ago, where I talk about my #1 biggest fear in life.

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