Hailey, 13

I was laying in bed on a rainy April Friday. Almost every state in the country had announced school was closed, with the exception of  New Jersey. I was eager to find out the fate of my eighth grade year. I had hoped school would resume in late May. The time came for the governor’s 1 pm press conference that I closely listened to daily. On that Friday, he announced all schools would stay closed through the end of the year. I felt defeated. All the countless hours studying, all the hard work I put into assignments, all I had ever worked for, everything was gone. I had always dreamt of how my eighth grade DC trip would go or what I would wear to graduation. Those dreams never came true.

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