A Story About Graham


I met Graham in Waterbound, in 7th grade. Some of my friends were friends with him. I always hoped I could be friends with him, too. He was such a perfect mixture of kind, funny, and smart. This year, we were in the same math class. He was so amazing at algebra, and all the students would ask him difficult math questions and be amazed when he answered the questions without a moment’s hesitation. One time, the teacher switched our seats, and my new seat was next to Graham. I was happy, because I hoped I could become better friends with him. Since his untimely passing, we have all been feeling the terrible emptiness at his desk. We decorated the desk with green ribbon, green tape, and penguin stickers, and we all signed a t-shirt to commemorate Graham’s life. I’ll miss him.