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My School Experience : My Journey To High School

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The plane with engulfed by the smell of lemon. The flight attendant had just come around to give out snacks when my unruly stomach decided it was the perfect time to unleash its full potential, into an airplane bag and onto my seat and my Spanish teacher’s husband. This haunting memory has never since been erased from my mind. I now reflect on this experience and share it. Upon realizing that if I opened up and took some steps out of my comfort zone, like spilling this juicy story, I was a much happier person in my own eyes and to other people.
It was a new year of school, everyone coming back and seeing each other was either a happy or unpleasant experience. I felt it was time to open up and reach out to new people, but my journey to this realization did not emerge without any roadblocks of course. In my entire school experience, stretching from 7th grade until 11th grade, I had kept myself on lockdown. The real Sofi was a goofy, caring person underneath the serious and slightly scared mask that was my expression. For example, I remember being humiliated as my 7th grade teacher read my text messages aloud to the class. I stood there with a hardened face but deep down, all I wanted to do was crawl into a hole and not exist. My long time best friend was one of the only people that saw the real me this whole time. Before Junior Year, I have had people who did not know me tell me, “You look like you’re someone who people are afraid to talk to, ” and, “You have good grades? I thought you didn’t care about anything!” Outside, I showed little emotion to this eye opening statement but deep down I was struck to the core. All I wanted was to not be known as the “weird girl” from middle school, so I tried to be as serious as I possibly could. Did I really want to be the cold, emotionless human people saw almost every day? I began to ask myself how do I change for the better. I vividly remember one summer night. I had come to my mother, terrified that I would be as lonely as I was forever. Only having that one person in my life that I had a connection to and hung out with me was gut wrenching. My mom told me to be as open as I possibly could and be honest with the people around me. I wanted to start, but I had no idea

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