ome ofus also found that true best friend who we still share those deepest, darkest secrets withtoday. A few people that were wallflowers at the dances in sixth grade soon learned thatthey could be the center of attention on the middle of the dance floor, grabbing all the girlshearts. Well, this year went too quickly and there we were again, already to the summerbefore we ruled the school once more.Lots of memories were created that summer, for it was our last as middleschoolers. That was by far the best year. We all attended the, still popular, Friday nightfootball games, dreaming of the day we would be out on Armstrong field, taking yet,another wolverine conference title. Our fascination with the middle school was wearingdown and so was the time we had left in that place, so full of memories.During the last few days of those middle school days it finally registered in ourminds what our parents meant when they told us to be a kid while we still had the chance. ...
