It was one fine Tuesday at …show more content…
The day was an A day so my classes went like this: Women’s Choir, Honors Algebra II, Physical Science, and Spanish I. All my life I’ve been striving for perfection and being the absolute best that I can be, my life goal is to gain as much knowledge as I can possibly fit into my adolescent brain. That's why I stress out a lot more than other people, and why the littlest things will set me off. After possibly the worst morning ever I went to my first class, a big room full of a bunch of sarcastic girls, and it wasn't that bad, well it never really is. And when the class was over I was fine until I started walking through the halls. I get this feeling when I’m walking down the hallway at school in between classes, it feels like everyone is watching me, but not in a good way, in a bad. My feet feel like they’re going to sink through to the next floor and I just want to hide. I know I don’t see myself the way others do I just can’t, no one can see me fully until they know me