Dear Freshman me,

After four years of reflection at DHS, here is a letter of things no one mentioned before ninth grade

    By Marissa Rafail

I’ve got some things to say to you, so listen closely. For starters, high school won’t always be the nicest to you; I’ll be honest. 9th grade especially is going to be your least favorite year. The overwhelming dramatic changes will take you by storm. When you walk into the new school, you’re basically walking into a building of confusion. To top it off, there’s going to be boys and books, along with new and old friendships to deal with. Continue reading “Dear Freshman me,”