September
27
Graduation
The air is on the lowest it can go yet it still manages to be 100 degrees. The lights are beaming on my fresh face of makeup hitting every angle perfectly. A big cloud of red takes over the middle of the gym. All of my classmates have on bright red outfits with shiny silver tassels slapping them in the face with every head movement; I fit in perfectly. As I squint and look around I see parents, grandparents, uncles and children piled on top of each other with huge smiles on their faces. I hear babies whining and footsteps right after running into the lobby. Every 10 seconds the applauses start over and me and my fellow peers strut across the shiny wooden stage for the last time.uation