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I am a senior in high school. There are 16 people in my graduating class (I am included). I have two months and two weeks left. I am beginning to grasp that I’m going into adulthood. I’m already 18, but I haven’t really felt older. I haven’t felt responsibility, not even when I got a ticket or did dual enrollment. I mean, I felt a stab but it slowly faded. Where are my experiences? I remember them, yet they feel like dreams. I’m going through all this change. And yet everything seems the same. What is high school supposed to do for me? I feel like a minnow in the vast Atlantic Ocean.