today was my last day of school.
i won’t be there tomorrow, and yeah… it’s starting to really sink in.
it started out like a regular day. a little too regular—until he struck.
you know who i’m talking about.
the guy who made the loudest fart in school history.
like, earth-shaking. window-rattling. record-breaking.
it echoed down the hall like it had its own theme music. and he didn’t stop there.
dude just kept going. like it was his farewell gift to the school.
everyone lost it. teachers, students, me—I was wheezing.
and honestly? thank you, fart legend.
you made my last day unforgettable.
but once the laughs settled down, it hit me.
this was the last time i’d walk those halls.
the last time i’d sit in that classroom.
the last time i’d see mrs. boudreaux.
mrs. boudreaux was everything.
sweet, smart, kind—just the best teacher i’ve ever had.
she didn’t just teach lessons, she made you feel seen. she made class feel like home.
i love her so much. i’m gonna miss her like crazy.
walking away today felt like leaving a piece of my heart behind.
i didn’t want to cry—but i did. and i’m okay with that.
because people like mrs. boudreaux deserve tears. they deserve to be remembered.
so this is my goodbye.
to the loudest fart of all time.
to the best teacher ever.
and to the school that gave me both.
thank you.
– colt 💛
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