Page 19 - COVID Consortium Journal - An Edited Collection of Student Art and Writing

Dear Corona

I started off high school, dreading it. Never
motivated to go, never motivated to try. I hated it so
much, That sometimes I wanted to break down and
cry. I begged, and I pleaded to not have to go. But I
knew deep inside that It was something I had to do.
Freshman year felt great at first. But something was
missing. I found my teacher. The one who understood
me. So what else did I need. Sophomore year rolled
around, I always had school friends, but never ones
like these. This was fun. Here comes junior year. I met
people who made me want to come to school, I had
the perfect schedule. How could I still feel something
missing? Finally my last year of high school. I speak
to people I’ve always known, and passed in the halls. I
start to see past the previous assumptions I’ve always
had. They are so cool. Grew a friendship so tight with
my friends. March 20th schools are closed due to the
spread of COVID-19...total lock down, world wide. If
you go outside you must be wearing a mask. God I hate
wearing this thing, I wish that they can see that I’m
still smiling, through my mask. Suddenly everydays
feels like a weekday now. School’s closed but it’s okay,
we’re going back April 20th. I can see my friends,
again, I can go on my senior trip, no doubt I can have
my prom that’s been dreamt of by everyone since it’s
been fantasized about on television for us at such a
young age. And of course Gradua--- SCHOOL CLOSED
FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR.

Jada Young,
East Community High School

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