Dear Corona,
It is said to cherish the last moments of high school. It is said that prom night will be when the best memories are made. It is said that senior season will be the last moments you’ll spend with your team. It is said that graduation will be one of the best days of your life. These moments were stripped from the graduating class of 2020.
We heard about you for two months, not knowing about the upcoming heartbreak. We all joked around in the very missed classrooms. We walked out of the building that held four years of memories. We said goodbye to our teachers. We shared lunch with each other. We saw each other with our backpacks on. All for the last time. All unknowingly.
You will be remembered as the moment in time when the human race couldn’t love, touch, be together. You will be remembered as the virus that kept the human race in quarantine, a word that was previously not used in everyday language.
However, you will also be remembered as the time in history when the entire world united like never before, even if we were apart.
Love, Class of 2020
Mae Ling Lewis, Murray
