Senior year, a year that is supposed to be full of memories, excitement and foremost a lot of lasts. Last home game, last picture day, last homecoming, last pep rally, and the list continues. However, none of us knew we would never get to experience some of those last’s. As the days finally started to dwindle in our high school years an unexpected quarantine left us wondering if this was the end. With the knowledge of our teachers and common sense we understood why our schooling had been suspended due to COVID-19, however that didn’t make it any less painful to have to say what seemed like goodbye. As I spent days trying to succumb to the reality of online schooling and possibly missing the rest of my senior year, I came across a letter that finally put my emotions into words. 

“ Dead Coronavirus, 

I am a senior now in high school. I’m not sure if you know this but I’m not allowed back in my school. 12 1/2 years of education sounds like fun, but get this I have to say goodbye before I’m even done. Reminiscing on the past when I was little, thinking about the day I’d walk across the stage with all my friends. Only five or six years old but 18 I would pretend, and now I’m here and you took everything and put it to an end. Isn’t that crazy, all the things that had me ready to MoveOn or the memories, will say goodbye, because all of them are gone. Might not get the graduation, no more sports are going on, I can save up all my money, no expense spent on prom. Only five or six years old but 18 I would pretend, and now I’m here and you took everything and put it to an end. Isn’t that crazy, all the things that had me ready to MoveOn or the memories, will say goodbye, because all of them are gone. Might not get the graduation, no more sports are going on, I can save up all my money, no expenses spent on prom. you took all my excitement, you took all my expectations, and you made it all about yourself, you didn’t even have an invitation. So dear corona, I think I speak for those who are with me, thanks a lot we really mean it, love class of 2020.”

      This letter caught my attention because it speaks about what most seniors want, the last few chances to make memories, be kids, before adulthood moves in. Yes, we couldn’t wait for high school to be over but not this abruptly. I think I can speak for all of us when I say,it’s not the classes we miss, we can easily take those online, it’s the memories we could be making, opportunities we could be taking and those around us.