I will gladly join the fight

I remember loving elementary school: the friends, the books, the school supplies. Even having homework excited me because it would show how truly responsible I was - just like the girls in the sitcoms I grew up watching. It was also the first time that I felt a sense of independence and commitment to my inherent values, however undeveloped they were at the time. In some ways, I’ve been searching for somewhere I belong ever since.