The Beginning of the End

For me, this is the beginning of the end. School is coming to a close, and I am getting really sentimental. Watching Mr. Ferdock delete all of our yearbook folders, finishing my personal yearbook page, realizing that Emma (AND Jack AND Jordan AND Katie) and I only have one more summer together. Yesterday in voice lessons, my Skandar fangirls and I were joking around in British accents. I must have said something about Sara getting Skandar which made overprotective Emma VERY angry. Although she is about 1 ft. shorter than me, she tackled me to the ground. (?) I'm going to miss all of the yearbook quotes (Most of them have to do with Skandar, which is what happens when 3 of your best friends are obsessed.) I want it to be summer and all, but now I don't want to let the past go. High school sounds awesome and all, but it isn't SJS. You know?

And imagine how it felt for all of the Narnian characters when they returned from Narnia. You have something so great and then... it's gone. Poof! The Pevensies, Eustace, Jill, Digory, Polly, all of them had to go to the beginning of the end, sometimes more than once. I believe that C.S. Lewis said something about how he didn't think that the children would have much of a problem getting used to their old world and in some cases, age again. But for me, the end is the saddest part of the story.

See guys! Sure, I cry a lot, but there is a reason!

"A lady of Narnia mustn't drive her parents crazy with a really weird '80's song or else her sister might injure both her hand and her elbow."