Personal Narrative: Back At The Start Of High School

When we were allowed to pick up our school keys, Heather met me in my classroom and help me organize and showed me where different equipment was. Throughout the whole first semester, she stayed in

You know when you have one of those friends you feel like you will have forever? Well, I have already found mine. This is the story. The first of seventh grade I stayed with the same small friend group and didn’t talk to people if it wasn’t required. Fast forward to eighth grade and I had made some band nerd friends because they had my sense of humor and the same love for band. Band was probably my favorite class and the class where I could be myself and not worry who was watching. I had made some friends with some fellow clarinet players and found out that they weren’t that bad once you got to know them. There was this one girl, her name was Nina Zeiler, she was the type of person that hanged out with the outcasts and was more of a rebel but was on the cheerleading team. I tried not to talk to her then which sounds ridiculous now that she is my best friend.

My story begins when my mom and I moved from Crafton, near Pittsburgh, to my grandparents’ house in Schwenksville at the beginning of first grade. In Crafton, there were not a lot children in my neighborhood; therefore, my wonderful mother and heart rending loneliness were my only friends. Fortunately, in my grandparent’s huge neighborhood, there were three amazing girls that became my best friends. However, those girls were not enough to combat my loneliness. At times these girls were mean to me, but my caring mother was there to lift my spirits. My mother was understanding and always knew what to say when I was lonely. As the story continues my life will hit an unexpected turn when I accepted a last minute invitation from a friend to attend

I met Theresa in the fall of 1987. We were sitting somewhat close to each other in a business class at NMSU when I asked Theresa a question( "do you want to go to the George Strait concert'?) , little did I know that would lead to a life long friendship. During my college years Theresa was such a source of motivation when I just didn't think I had what it took to complete an accounting assignment she was by my side helping through the process. She was a source of wisdom, many times she would say " Things happen for a reason and they always turn out for the better" throughout my life I find myself reciting those same exact words and think of my dear friend Theresa given all the obstacles she has and she always had a positive outlook on whatever the situation.

Continue my story. After my junior high school to continue learning to a higher level that is high school, I also know many more friends, although the majority of women, but I really liked high school. I followed the scouts and extracurricular (sacred site), I followed the required time scout for 10th grade I actually do not like the scout, I've skipped a scout with friends are a group with me. I went to a delightful place that is Bangseng, I swam there with friends to relieve boredom for scouts. I also have experience in (sacred site), I followed this martial arts because I wanted to protect himself and the people I love. I've also been in action in the (sacred site), on top of my stomach was placed a large stone square shaped later on at

By eighth grade, I managed to bring her into the group of friends I was in and by that time we had formed a true friendship bond that we knew, or somewhat thought, would last forever. She had become my best friend, the main person I could count on to be there for me through the good and bad times. No matter what anyone would say about us, we stuck by each other’s side. We made the best out of our eighth-grade year. When it was time to get ready for high school, we both decided to apply for Townview Magnet Center. I applied for Business and she applied for Health and Professions. The biggest joy of all was to find out we had both been accepted there and could go together.

Towards the end of seventh grade everything seemed to be turning worse for me. I was a socially awkward nerd who thought humor could solve everything, even if it was not that funny. My grades were plummeting and my parents were not happy or supportive with it. My best and only friend Marco, an intelligent and funny boy, was moving to New York. On top of this I was already in a rather bad state, being a dumb nerd, not good at anything in particular, and already having not been happy the majority of my life. The two things I was happy and proud about were gone. Just as everything seemed to be depressing and looking down I began talking to her. She was a caring, helpful, and saw the best in everyone, even me. At first I had not realized it, but

Somewhere between sixth grade and middle school graduation, she became this gorgeous model. She got contact lenses and ditched the braces, and I was stuck with glasses and metal mouth. All the boys in our class liked her. I felt like the luckiest person to be able to call her my best friend, and feared she would never feel the same way about me.

Something I chose not to do probably could have made my time in highschool much more fun and exciting. I decided not to get involved more in high school, maybe it was cause I was nervous to try new things, and it’s made me wonder what else I could have experienced. nI also think that maybe it would help me get into the college I want to go to if I got more involved. However, I also really like how my high school years are going for me now, but I feel as if it could have been better.

Entering high school, is a frightening thing. You meet new friends, have new interests, and be involved in different activities. They tell you everything about high school, the drama, fights, and the those relationships that are fairy tales. Funny story about relationships, you believe that their going to last forever in high school but in reality, they die off like plants with no water. As you know, when I entered as a freshman, I didn’t really pay much attention about anything they told us about high school. I just wanted to have fun, and meet new friends. Throughout freshman year, I started dating and had my first boyfriend. I wish I could go back and tell my younger self not to go through that path. Except having my first boyfriend change me as the person I am

I had just returned to school after a long weekend. I scampered excitedly down the linoleum floors of the dimly lit halls of my middle school. I was almost running as I reached the black double doors of the band room which sat at the end of a very long hall. It was her I was looking for, she sat hunched over her game boy her short red hair covered her face. She stood up as I approached, looking up at me with her big eyes, I was happy to see her; I adored her. We had finally exited an awkward phase in our relationship and she agreed to be my girlfriend. We chatted idly as we tipped toed verbally around each other until it was time to go our separate ways, we glanced up and down the halls for signs of authority before parting with a peck.

She stood out from the other girls too. While the girls were still maturing, Vanessa had this internal maturity and beauty about her that was so attractive to be around! As I began to talk to her more and more, I got to know her family, he hobbies, her life experiences, and her expectations for her life. A lot of the girls there were getting pregnant early and then becoming a mom, and ending their life as a kid. Vanessa was different. She wanted to pursue school and softball (her favorite hobby). She wanted to help her own family in a healthy way, rather than sell herself to help them. She helped me see the world so differently and it made the week so

The start of high school is a very exciting time for anybody, it means growing up, and having freedoms. Of course with freedoms, there comes consequences. As a freshmen at the time, I was not fully invested in school. Homework and studying was never a priority for me at the time, I thought copying other people’s work would let me glide through school with no worries. I had a busy schedule filled with school, and then swim practice right after, so by time the weekend came the last thing I wanted to be doing was school work. I was young and not thinking about the future, I’d rather be out with friends than doing any type of assignments. But as time went on I matured and realized that in order to do well in school I had to be dedicated. Unfortunately

As her teacher, I have seen her grow. Over the years we still keep in touch. Her high school career is just as remarkable. Having some complications but soon she realized what was more important. Not only being a great student but

Back from winter break, the bell fills my ears once again. Back to school. In the hall, an unfamiliar face strikes me; there is a new kid. Little did I know, I was meeting my best friend. Walking over to my locker, located right next to hers, I introduced myself and asked if she’d like to sit with me at lunch. From being friendly to a stranger, just for one day, my life changed forever. Being a sixth grader, I didn’t realize one small thing could amount to so much. Over the years we got closer and our friendship got stronger. From the countless days spent together to the endless nights, no one could ever separate us. Memories formed as the years passed and to this day we still stand side by side. Saying a few words to a new a girl in grade