Guest Editorial by Bre who was on staff last year

Dreams                                                                                                

I’ve always been a dreamer.
Had high hopes
And ambitions
For myself.

When they shattered
To pieces, to shreds
I thought I’d never complete
The goal set for myself.

Starvation,
Truancy,
Hospital bed
After damn hospital bed.

During sophomore year
I was a worthless piece of trash
That did not deserve to live.


I had no purpose, no meaning 
And did not want to live
Past seventeen.

I wanted to graduate
On time so bad
But feared I couldn’t
And just gave up on living.

The thought
To attend what used
To be known as an
Alternative high school
Frightened me.

What would the kids be like?
Would I be “one of them?”
A drug addict?
A teenage mother?
A high school dropout…

Come September…
Everyone was so
Accepting,
Kind.
Welcoming.
Friendly.
Down to earth.
Encouraging
And motivational.

None of the rumors spread
At my home high school
Were true.
I could be myself
Without being judged
And felt like I fit in
Where I belonged.

The nine-month journey
Of senior year
Seemed to never end.
September to June
Seemed like an entire life time.

To be honest,
It passed in the blink of an eye.
When I thought I wouldn’t pass
The standardized tests I did.

They picked me up when I fell
And pushed me to keep going
And never give up.

Now, I am a community college student
And realize I have so much to live for
And will do everything it takes to
Fulfill my dream of becoming
A high school English teacher.

Thank you to the Henderson Bay High School staff for assisting me through the journey of my senior year of high school to graduate on time. Each and every one of you have made an impact on my life in your own way and I will forever be grateful to each and every one of you. Sorry I haven’t visited since graduation! I want to some day!

Much Love, Bre 😊

Bre is starting a blog. You can view her blog by going to: https://breanablogs.weebly.com/