New start at an old school

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Recently I was a sports writer and editor at West. I was also a wrestler. While I was at West, I thought I didn’t like it, and that I hated being there. Little did I know when I was there, I was actually falling in love with the school and the people of Greenbrier West. Now, I’m at a new school that isn’t so new to me, and it was hard to start here: everything was different. No journalism class, at first, but now, because of me and a few others, there is now a class and a website. I’m making a name for myself at this new school, but it won’t ever take me away from my love of West. Good luck on the upcoming school year. I love and miss all of you. Goodbye, Greenbrier West.