As I sat in the classroom and closed my eyes, all I could do is listen to all the sounds that are surrounding me. I could hear the footsteps of people walking around in the commons, people talking, doors opening and closing, musical instruments playing at the same time down in the music room, airplanes that take-off every five minutes or so and myself breathing. It feels different to only hear and not see what you are hearing because you are able to focus on the sounds that you hear. As I sat there listening to these sounds, only one memory approached me. It was the memory of my late cousin, Allan Aguilar. Listening to all my surroundings reminded me of the last time I saw him. I won't go into further details but not seeing anything and just hearing made me feel that he was right beside me at this moment. These sounds also showed me how much freedom we have at this school. With doors opening and closing and footsteps walking all around shows how free everyone is at this school. We could go anywhere without anyone stopping us. Unlike in regular high schools, security is really tough and they students could barely walk around their campuses.
I really liked this journal because it helped me reflect and notice things that I don't barely notice when my eyes are open.
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