Last Day

• Emma Evans, Grade 7
• Short Story
• 2008

It was the sadest day of primary school, the last day of grade 7.There were alot of tears, but the hardest tears were the tears of friendship. My friends and I were crying because we wouldn't see each other for 6 weeks, and some weren't going to the same highschool. I thought I wouldn't cry; but I couldn'thelp my self but to shed a small tear because year 7 was the best year ever because I made the best friends ever. The teachers joined us and cried along with our friends, even those who were not our friends. We have had a great year and couldn't have asked for a better year. Nothing can replace the last day of grade 7.