The Legacy of 12F

Well, here I am, my first life post. It have been one hell of a ride to come this far. Let me just tell you how difficult it is to even get to this point.

Elementary: Bullied, constantly. It never stopped.

Middle School: now I bullied someone, and I regret it. It’s not worth it. No friends, nothing.

High School: made a mistake in grade 10, but fortunately the rest went out quite well

University: been well.

And I did not make this up. This is real life, and it was a struggle to even cope with real life. Now, however, I’m going to discuss one of the biggest turn in my history: the legacy of 12F that is difficult for me to let go.

People said that you won’t realize the value of someone else until they’re gone, and they are right. It has been one hell of a ride, and these trio made it smooth. I did not realize it by then, until today where I’m longing to have that kind of a friend again. I know, it’s cliché, but that’s just how it is.

This is a legacy that they created. I’m not choosing to make such, nor did I offer myself. It just… happened. Let’s talk about them from left to right, shall we?

The left was Avi, the kind of a person who can mingle with just about anyone from the worst to the best of people. I have seen the best of friends and the worst of enemies who became her friend, and it was great to be on her side. She was not on the core team to make the legacy, but she was the one to make it persistent and stick until graduation.

The middle was Saras, the class’ beauty and the kind of a person to just do things spontaneously. Probably one of the most open-minded and expressive among girls in class. The legacy started from her, followed by everyone else like wildfire.

The last one, to the right, was the class captain Naya, the kind of a person to lead. She could be strict in her requirements, which could lead to prolonged work, but otherwise she was quite open to ideas and additions. She co-created the legacy, which helped it persevere for the future.

Now what is this legacy they created, and what have they done to deserve this? Well, it’s a long story. In short, they are the change I need to move forward. The change which surprised me at first, and they might think it’s minor, but it’s quite a big deal for me. Quite frankly, as a friend, I couldn’t ask for more. How could I? I might be just another friend for them, nothing more, nothing less. Apart from the legacy, they broke that barrier; that invisible force that had tied me in Middle School and extensively Grade 10, allowing me to enjoy life as it is again.

Time flies, and as all of us went separate ways, I was afraid. Afraid that it will happen all over again. Afraid that it would reset back to the beginning. I contacted Avi about this back then. I asked her that “what if” question. While bravery didn’t come from words, it helped me circumvent my very first mishap on the campus, escaping nearly unscathed.

It quickly dawned me that it was over; They’re no longer there. It just happened, then it just… stopped happening. I’m back alone with just Avi’s words and the legacy in mind. However, the day of my misery is nearing its end. The push from them helped me did so.

For everything the three of you did, and for the whole class who followed suit: thank you. It was an honor to be with all of you. May we meet again, someday, sometime.