Erased Before the Summit

Summary

Before graduation, our school built a digital time capsule for every senior class.

Photos, senior quotes, candid videos—everything was archived onto a private interactive portal, curated as the final monument to our eighteenth year.

The night our class reel was officially uploaded, I clicked the link, scrolled to the video tab, and realized I had been erased.

Across three minutes of footage, Kendall was everywhere: spiking volleyballs under stadium lights, laughing by her locker, standing shoulder to shoulder with Austin as golden hour washed over the bleachers.