Where we're going there are no roads

This right here is a photograph of my school, Franklin K. Lane built in 1937. I had great memories in here and learned some stuff I am sure I have forgotten by now. It’s a very beautiful school building when observed in detail. The edifice stands five stories and has a tower for which I have no clue as to why it’s there. The columns in the front give it significance and with time will only make it look better. The young football field is a good addition, but that artificial turf is a pain. It gets everywhere and more than sand, trust me. Lane is not without its’ rumors and strangeness. We have one of the largest libraries, weight rooms, gorgeous auditorium, and an amazing swimming pool, but all overshadowed by the news, polls, and the graves!
Half of the school is surrounded by fields of tombstone and mausoleums. It could be the nicest day out but that darn cemetery would make you refocus on your class work and not what father time has planned for you. The school is also planted dead center (pun intended thank you very much) on the invisible Brooklyn-Queens border. So theoretically, after Spanish class I would have to walk to chemistry in Brooklyn. The address of the school is a flipped number that most consider bad luck. There were some deaths and adding that to the violence wouldn’t make it too welcoming. The recent addition to the SURR list was no help either. Newspapers stamped our school on the front page. We were considered one of the city’s top failing schools; even though there were worse, I’m sure. First to arrive were the truancy officers and their iron fists. Then the swarm of reporters wanting a story came. Half of the school had some sense of pride and ignored, the rest simply added insult to injury and dogged on their own school, smells like teen spirit. In the end it was the students that could only change the school. The papers may print what they like but I met some incredible kids, intelligent students with potential. I’ve made memories I could never forget and that will never die out.