Friendship
Sarah Durham
Class of 2018
Every once in a while, I walk my dog down a street that is parallel to my own,
a street where a friend used to live. As I pass her house, memories rush in. Happy
memories of playing games since we were three, being able to walk to her house,
pretending to be things we were not, climbing trees, adventuring, running around,
laughing, and spending entire days together. I then have memories of some of the last
days we