Liging In : A Short Story : Settling In

As I transitioned from elementary school to middle school, I have always heard about everyone trying to fit in. For me, I too have experienced trying to fit in. While others tried to fit in by buying the trendiest clothes, listening to the latest music or playing the newest games, I thought I could fit in by just going along with everything people said. However, because of this, in the long run, I began to lose myself.

asked for a room. When one of the woman told Ms. Young that only one bed was needed Ms. Young

Also, the lady who did laundry at the same time as grandma. They ended up being great friends just by sharing time in the laundry room together. This lady actually volunteers in skilled nursing, so she was the person who brought Margie drinks at meal time. We heard from the ladies that lived in the 9th floor, just a few doors down from grandma. One lady always shared her newspaper with Margie.

For the boy's room, I was at a totally loss. I tried to remember my brother's room from when we were kids, and I remembered he had a bunk bed and one of those map rugs that he used to roll his hot wheels on.

She denied that she added a pinch of apricot brandy to her coffee, but I could taste it whenever she shared her coffee.

I returned home, returned to the same streets and hangouts, to the same people. Yet everything had moved on in my absence; perhaps it was foolish to imagine even one thing would remain the same. My few friends were beyond excited to embrace me and chatter, catching up like we never missed a beat. Afterwards, it was all too obvious that the gaping hole I left on departure had long since healed and scarred up. I'm no longer part of the natural flow of their lives, everyone's grown apart and there is an awkwardness I never expected.

During the first two years of being open, the restaurant was just a place to dine with occasional happy hours. Customer service and perfecting the craft of the products was a major focus upon opening. Over the years, multiple weekly events have been incorporated in the week. Outings such as poker nights, live

A little while later Ms. Dufour pulled the carriage into the driveway of an old raggedy building. I could tell that it was a motel because it had multiple rooms and one big lobby. Mere said to get out of the carriage and go into the lobby while her and Ms. Dufour could get the stuff out of the storage space in the carriage. Everyone did what she said and went into the lobby. Shortly after that mere and Ms. Dufour came in holding bags and bags of stuff, of course I still had my limoge box in my hand, to keep it safe. Mere had gotten every family their own room. So Daphné, Rosalie, and I had to share a bed, mere got her own

This set design is of the play, Annie. This play is about a young orphan girl in New York City who lives in a miserable orphanage striving to find her parents, but through this an opportunity arises with the Warbucks family. The scene in this set design is the orphanage Annie lived in with other orphan girls. The space is clearly confined, with the space of the children and the office of Miss Hannigan, the woman who runs the orphanage, being very separate. This extensive distance between the two rooms, Hannigan’s office drastically to the left and the room for the orphans on the opposite side, suggest a tense and negative relationship. Furthermore, by having several beds stuffed into one room displays an uncomfortable lifestyle and that the

This was an odd feeling. It feels good. Sitting around the table with Molly and David, eating our bowls of chili, makes me feel normal. It feels almost as if I wasn’t the son of a killer, the bad seed, or an abomination to this small town. I relish in the warmth of the laughter and sense of belonging. If only it could stay like this. For a short period of time the voices in my head are calm. They aren’t shouting about all of my flaws or telling me to end it. No one knows about the voices that I hear, only them and myself. As I sit in my chair watching I realize how found I have become of the two people sitting before me. Neither of them had any reason to associate with me, why would they? They could have treated me like the voices in my head

Jessica just moved out of her hometown to move to Florida. Her mother enrolled her to a local High School from where she lives. She was very excited to go because she wanted to make new friends and have a fresh start. She is very pretty and outgoing so she instantly made friends and had got the attention of almost all the football team. Katie the caption of the cheerleader did not like her because she thought Jessica was going to take her boyfriend. She told her friends to tweet about Jessica and say mean stuff about her so Jessica can move back. Her friends listen and told other people to say bad things about Jessica. People soon stopped hanging out with her and she was devastated. Everyday their will be people commenting and saying hurtful

I got to sleep in my own room, and i had a 20in. t.v. in the room too. Every morning was nice, and it felt good to

Adaption, moving from one state to another, migrating like a bird but not just for season. Forced to live in a place at never even got to visit. Take the time possibly every two months to see the only family I have. Squeezing in a few minutes to spend time with friends I used to see five days a week. Remodeling my attitude, my whole lifestyle, because my dad received a job offer that doesn't even pay better that is first. Money was tight, making two house payments because no one would purchase our old house, but we needed to move for the start of school. I cried so much the day I left the place I knew as home. I felt as if life was over, forced to wear a mask, act as if I had to be okay with this transition just to make my dad happy.

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“Hey! I’m Natali. Natali Bacon.” Just hearing her last name made me laugh on the inside. Other than the quick hellos that we exchanged earlier that day we didn’t see each other until later on that night. It was awkward to say the least almost like when you are stuck in an elevator with a complete stranger, except permanently. Things gradually got less weird as the night went on but for the most part you can imagine that it was still pretty uncomfortable. We both gave it time and after spending two full days inside together due to the scorching temperatures outside we slowly found out how alike we were. We both loved the same TV shows like New Girl, Dexter, and Breaking Bad. Literally we watched almost a complete season of Dexter together before the first day of school even started. I just remember thinking to myself during my first night at Ball State, “I am so glad everyone was wrong”. Natali turned out to be a superb roommate. In the beginning I wasn’t looking for a roommate to be best