EUPHORIA: My body filled with fireworks. My vocal cords ready to ignite.

This is my year!!!

JUMP: My memories flood down my face. The clock steals the flash of a new picture.

This is my year…

DROWN: Help. How do I swim? How do I breathe?

Is this really my year?

FLOAT: I am numb. I float with the waves. With my classmates. With the stars.

This... really is my year.

FLY: My wings emerge strong. Emotion. Confidence. I am in control.

THIS. IS. MY. YEAR.

LAND: Relief.

My year is me. I am Class of 2015. I made it. I ignite in the sky. My colors make a mark in the midst of the stars. I fall back to earth on fire, this is my year.