By JuWan Graham, CBW 62/CW50 Intern
I first want to say, I love you. I remember the first time you flew into my heart, I was in high school. We were in the school parking lot, sharing a slice of pizza together. It was magical. Without being too verbose, you were everything I’d ever wanted….strong, confident, independent, and so beautiful. Your prepossessing appearance is jaw-dropping.
We went to college together, eager to prove you weren’t just some dime-a-dozen fowl. You captivated every student on campus. It was truly a sight to behold. And watching the sun bounce off your feathers was nothing short of spectacular.
However, something happened between then and now. You became more hostile toward me. On one day in particular, I happened to make a joke. Screaming at me with such a venomous tone, you then decided to fly toward me. Those luscious wings became menacing with beak open and ready to inflict harm.
I’ve recently started to notice that everywhere you go, you’re always around friends. It’s literally 15-20 of them and it’s annoying. I just wanted some R&R. But I never got it. Remember those times when it was just the two of us by the pond, those were great times. But it seems as if those memories are few and far between.
But worst of all is the pooping. In the driveway, at CBS 62 Detroit, at Eastern Michigan University, on the grass, on my shoes, EVERYWHERE! I can’t take the pooping. It’s disgusting and unsanitary. And did I mention, it’s EVERYWHERE.
I know we had a good run. What we had was special, but it’s time for us to part ways. I always thought we’d grow old together, but I have to let you go. I would never ask you to change your ways, which is why I have to say goodbye.
Love you always and forever,
JuWan Graham is an aspiring public relations practitioner with a passion for writing and sports, and currently interning at CBS62 and CW50. He is a senior attending Eastern Michigan University, majoring in Public Relations while minoring in Marketing.