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Authors: F.G. Adams
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sleep. I watch her for a while. I have fallen in love with Ella Anderson.
Eventually, my eyes grow heavy with sleep, and I succumb to the call. My last thoughts are of Ella. She's mine and I will take care of her. Always. That's my promise to her. My actions will speak louder than words.
As I stand at the crimson- and black-colored podium in the high school stadium, a sense of peace comes over me. This is the moment I’ve been waiting so many years for, the time I’ve been longing to come and now here it is. The colossal stadium is jam-packed full of family and friends of our graduating class of one hundred and twenty-one students. Wow.
I glance up to the “Blackwood” family section decorated with ‘congrats’ signs and dotted with our school colors of red, white, and black. I’m immediately humbled by such love and devotion. My entire family is here to watch me walk across the stage and accept my diploma. One of many I hope to achieve.
I gaze at the different faces I’ve known all my life, full of pride, for me. My sisters, Fallyn, Jo, Sage, and Addie, are looking down at me, tears glistening in each one of their eyes. Their families are here as well, which makes this moment even sweeter, more special. I notice my father’s face is one mixed with pride and distraction. Not gonna touch that today. My mom’s expression radiates love and hope. I catch a glimpse of my grandma, who looks identical to the rest of my family. And sitting right beside her on the end of the row is the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, my Ella. My breath catches from her perfection.
I’m instantly thrown back to the night we shared together at prom. Her soft moans of pleasure, the way her body formed to mine, it was amazing. Feeling Mr. Big Shot start to grow, I tamper down those thoughts... another time . I thank the man upstairs and the graduating committee for the oversized graduation gown and smile to myself.
Ella and I have been inseparable since that night. Afterwards, it seemed a dam had burst, bringing forth all her feelings and mine. Even though there hasn’t been anything else physical between us since that night, we formed an unbreakable bond, it seemed. One forged out of love, passion, and respect. However, the downer is, my father is not happy with the situation. He complains about her using my family's wealth and status to help her dad's new business. The fact that Ella’s father is mysterious and rumors are that he is dealing drugs doesn’t help either. Ella doesn’t realize the extent of my family’s worth.
“Hummm,” I hear a voice of someone clearing his throat, drawing me back into to the present.
Seeing the principal staring at me shifts me into gear and I gather my thoughts, proceeding with my speech. After all, that’s what the Valedictorian does... and that’s me !
“I’ll be perfectly honest...no advice will be given in this speech,” I start my words of wisdom to my classmates. “However, what you take away from it is up to you.”
A hush goes through the stadium as all eyes are trained on me, watching and listening intently as I carry on for the next ten minutes, joking and making my point.
Coming to the end of my speech, the next words I speak really hit home for me. Writing this speech was hard, but when the Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein came to mind, I had to use it. It transported me back to a wonderful memory of my sister Jocelyn reading to me. She loved books and wanted all of us to share that love.
“All of us have heard the story of the Giving Tree, the selfless tree that graciously offered a young boy everything he wanted—branches to swing from, apples to snack on, shade to sit in. As the boy grew older, he began to request more, and in an act of self-sacrifice, the tree allowed the boy to cut her down and use the wood to build a boat and sail away. Many years later, the boy, now an old
Eventually, my eyes grow heavy with sleep, and I succumb to the call. My last thoughts are of Ella. She's mine and I will take care of her. Always. That's my promise to her. My actions will speak louder than words.
As I stand at the crimson- and black-colored podium in the high school stadium, a sense of peace comes over me. This is the moment I’ve been waiting so many years for, the time I’ve been longing to come and now here it is. The colossal stadium is jam-packed full of family and friends of our graduating class of one hundred and twenty-one students. Wow.
I glance up to the “Blackwood” family section decorated with ‘congrats’ signs and dotted with our school colors of red, white, and black. I’m immediately humbled by such love and devotion. My entire family is here to watch me walk across the stage and accept my diploma. One of many I hope to achieve.
I gaze at the different faces I’ve known all my life, full of pride, for me. My sisters, Fallyn, Jo, Sage, and Addie, are looking down at me, tears glistening in each one of their eyes. Their families are here as well, which makes this moment even sweeter, more special. I notice my father’s face is one mixed with pride and distraction. Not gonna touch that today. My mom’s expression radiates love and hope. I catch a glimpse of my grandma, who looks identical to the rest of my family. And sitting right beside her on the end of the row is the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, my Ella. My breath catches from her perfection.
I’m instantly thrown back to the night we shared together at prom. Her soft moans of pleasure, the way her body formed to mine, it was amazing. Feeling Mr. Big Shot start to grow, I tamper down those thoughts... another time . I thank the man upstairs and the graduating committee for the oversized graduation gown and smile to myself.
Ella and I have been inseparable since that night. Afterwards, it seemed a dam had burst, bringing forth all her feelings and mine. Even though there hasn’t been anything else physical between us since that night, we formed an unbreakable bond, it seemed. One forged out of love, passion, and respect. However, the downer is, my father is not happy with the situation. He complains about her using my family's wealth and status to help her dad's new business. The fact that Ella’s father is mysterious and rumors are that he is dealing drugs doesn’t help either. Ella doesn’t realize the extent of my family’s worth.
“Hummm,” I hear a voice of someone clearing his throat, drawing me back into to the present.
Seeing the principal staring at me shifts me into gear and I gather my thoughts, proceeding with my speech. After all, that’s what the Valedictorian does... and that’s me !
“I’ll be perfectly honest...no advice will be given in this speech,” I start my words of wisdom to my classmates. “However, what you take away from it is up to you.”
A hush goes through the stadium as all eyes are trained on me, watching and listening intently as I carry on for the next ten minutes, joking and making my point.
Coming to the end of my speech, the next words I speak really hit home for me. Writing this speech was hard, but when the Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein came to mind, I had to use it. It transported me back to a wonderful memory of my sister Jocelyn reading to me. She loved books and wanted all of us to share that love.
“All of us have heard the story of the Giving Tree, the selfless tree that graciously offered a young boy everything he wanted—branches to swing from, apples to snack on, shade to sit in. As the boy grew older, he began to request more, and in an act of self-sacrifice, the tree allowed the boy to cut her down and use the wood to build a boat and sail away. Many years later, the boy, now an old
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