I can still remember the excitement of the last week of school from when I was young. The hardest one was the year I was graduating from Junior High to High School because I switching from the Catholic board to the Public Board for distance and so I wouldn't have to wear a uniform. I knew I wouldn't see many of those friends some that I knew back in my elementary school days. And summer meant at least one family vacation and one week of something special - a camp of some sort and so much free time - we spent most of our time outdoors. Although I spent quite a bit of time in my room working on my stories when the urge struck me to write something down.
I’m sure that was very hard! I know a lot of people who went through that same very thing and I met a lot of friends that way.