All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Memories
When I look at this photograph I always laugh
How did our eyes get so red and what the hell is on Andrews head
This is where I grew up
I went to school at Arrowhead
Door eight was meant for sneaking out
I always had better things to do
Than me going to school
I wonder if it's too late for me
To try to relive those days
But life’s a lot better than it was back then
With my photos on my phone all throughout throughout my page
I got a hundred ways to relive those days
But it's time to say goodbye
I remember the old schoolhouse
The cops always hated us hanging out there
They put up no trespassing tape but we still made it great
We always used to listen to the radio while going ninety down the county road.
Amy was the first girl I kissed I was so nervous that I almost missed she's moved on
I haven't seen her since god knows when
I'm going to miss this town
The memories
I can’t replace it
It's hard to stay
But I got to go
If I could relive these days
I know nothing would ever change
When I look at this photograph
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
A quick poem about some highschooler friends and adventures