I see all my old friends in these halls. I see how they act and who they are. It’s like looking at a reflection with different faces. But they are all my old friends. And there I am, acting as I do. Sometimes it’s one of my confident days. Sometimes not. But there I am. And we all thought we were so unique, and they probably do too. We were just typical high school. I cant tell if its a shame or not. Though, maybe that tells it all.