Journal One.

  Today i went back to my old highschool called Devon School. I havnt been to the school in fifteen years and yet everything started to come back to me. The walls were polished the floors clean. And the school was all glossy. I didnt like that to much. The school seemed to be almost like a museum. The school seemed so lifeless its like when i was there it was alive and now that im gone its dead. I could feel the fear i used to have running through my veins as it did when i was in Devon School.
  I went to see a few places after i had lunch. i walked down Gilman Street, ''The houses were as handsome and unusual as i remembered''.  I never really saw anyone go in and out of them. They seemed to almost be fake. i started to remember the tree and the memories he and his friuends made there. I remembered finny, he was one of my bestfriends then. His words replay in my mind. "its you pal'' ''just you and me''. I remembered the school during the summer, only about 200 kids where there during that time. I walked passed the first academy building. The lights were so dim and almost lifeless. The light could only be seen from a few of the many windows in the building. I remembered everything like it happened only yesterday.