This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Wells chapter.
I hope that you cling on to our stories
That you share them with the people you find important.
The bad and the good
They don’t mix well.
I remember them fondly
The memories are wrapped up in ivy, protected from all.
I learned a lot from you
I hope you did the same.
My life had been a whirlwind of excitement because of you.
But when the storm hit, it was bad, deadly even.
I watched as everything slowly slipped out of my tied hands
I desperately grasped for the bare bones that we had left
But it was out of my control