With High Hopes

Dear Diary,

School is now closed and empty because of this serious pandemic. A place that was safe and secure, a place that gave students an education and teachers a job, a place full of networking and connections now is a place that is empty, quiet and unoccupied. I never thought school would make a difference in my daily life but, at this moment, I wish I was there more than ever. School was a place of gathering and a day full of adventures. Now, school is dull and cyber. To others, school is an escape from home and a place to eat but, for me, school is a healing of my boredom. School is a ride of mixed emotions. One day, you hate it, and another day, you love it. Seeing this place empty makes me wonder how everyone is doing. Seeing this place empty brings back memories of the past. The good ones and the sad ones. Seeing this place empty at times when it isn't supposed to be feels like I'm at a funeral, saying goodbye to a place I have no idea when I'm going to see again. When school reopens, many people will actually enjoy it, but others might rather be home. As for me, I will be sitting in the front if the class, thankful for this opportunity again.

With high hopes,
Rose :)