This is my middle school.
It has a chapel. Amelia, the girl I used to have a crush on, told me she wants to get married in here.
I believed her. I still do.
It has a grotto. It was a decrepit pool of stagnant water until Andrew cleaned it out.
Now it’s beautiful.
Speaking of pools…
The school’s pool isn’t big, but not many schools have a pool in the basement.
Most other schools most certainly do not have as many statues of the Virgin Mary. You’ve seen three so far.
Here’s a fourth.
We walked by this one four times a week on the way to drive our art and music teachers crazy.
None of the things above was the reason I went back, however.
I went back for the elevator.
It’s the best elevator in my world.