The imagination of just one custodian

The last day of 6th grade

It was finally the last day of 6th grade and it went pretty well i was gonna miss Mr. Padilla over the summer but i would see him next year.
It was now 7th grade year i had gotten a bit older and taller i walked into school and walked around trying to find my locker and while i was looking around for it, i saw Mr. Padilla and now that we were 7th graders we were in the middle we weren't newbies and we weren't top dogs we were in the middle and i saw Mr. Padilla and gave him a high five, but no one realised who he was at first, he had changed my middle school experience, we high fived everyday and he kept me in a good mood and in good spirits, he always knew how to cheer anyone up. No matter how bad their day went.