Leaving School.

It was all nothing till the mid-term exams. But after that.. as the months passed by, a strange feeling developed inside. There was a sadness along with peace whose intensity kept increasing every month of 2015.
October.. November.. December.
The school which i hated so much had started to feel good.
And it was so late till i realised that it was not as bad as i thought.
“Just 40 days after the mid-term and then you will not come to school unless you have an exam", a teacher said. And i remember what a pain producing line it was..
I won't say that these 4 years were the best part of life or i have been so happy attending my school but i will miss school because it was my school.
I can't get those days back. Can't feel like a child again.
I sometimes question myself..
What will i do if i don't go to school? I will go to college. Obviously. But would it feel the same? I doubt.
As each day of the last months of 2015 passed, the more we got parted from our school.
The broken windows and torn seat covers of our buses didn't look that bad. The witch-like teachers (..well) seemed sweet. The benches, blackboard, corridors, ground, canteen and what not! Everything attracted me so much. I seriously didn't want to leave school. But i was helpless.
All those people whom i saw daily would be no more seen. The thing which affected me most was to leave the person who i was very much attached to.
Though a promise had been made to be in touch.. who could say. Promises don't last long in most cases like this. And today ultimately we have to part our ways. I will try to do that with a smile.
I have made so many good memories, collected all i could, talked to everyone i wanted to. And now i am ready to enter into a new, mature phase.
And i would say that i will miss everything the school has given me. Every damn thing!
And will take all these memories to smile in future.
Wishing good luck to everyone..
I will miss you all.
Miss you my dear school. :')