It was fun to be at home, where no one could judge or make fun of me; I could be silly, and laugh. At school, I felt as if I would get teased for liking a particular television show, or even just the way I talked. I grew up with a class of students all a year older than me. Sometimes, I would talk to some of the girls in my grade, or play soccer with them at …show more content…
That year I began to wear make-up. I did not know how to apply it, but I tried, hoping that maybe if I could edit my looks to fit their description, they would be my friends too. Not. I finally gave up on trying to fill the void in their brains, that could obviously only be filled with negativity towards others. The summer right before high school slowly approached me. I began to hang out with some people who were not exactly the "right" crowd. They kept me from focusing on my grades and the plans I had set for my future and for my high school career. I avoided doing my school work, and instead decided to hang out with them rather than care about the 60 average I had in my math class.
This lasted for two years. Instead of passing my history test, I was passing all the assignments to the trash. Finally, my Junior year of high school crept up to me and told me that the school itself could not get me to college, but that it was my decision to decide to go there. I finally realized that I had drifted away from all the plans I made for myself. All of the dreams I had were slowly slipping out of my grasp, I thought maybe if I just tried again, like