Personal Narrative: How 8th Grade Changed My Life

The first year of middle school was a year of transition into a new world. I would be going to a new school and enhance my life academically and on a social level. Looking back at that year isn’t so pleasant. My new self today, sucked in numerous amounts of life lessons that contradict the person I was in sixth grade. Sixth grade was all about fitting in for me. I just wanted to be part of a crowd and be known. I didn’t care about my academics at the moment. However, I was lucky enough to be educationally talented and not get to astray in the learning environment. Personally, sixth grade was too overloaded with drama and the drive to be high in the social rankings. If I traveled back to sixth grade, I’d sucker punch myself for getting

My transition into high school was as easy as taking a breath. I had always found school quiet easy and I never had to put much effort into getting promising grades. Before high school I had my whole life figured out, or at least I thought I did. I had planned that I would attend a law school or major in English. After a while of being in high school I started to realize many things. My parents did not have the financial stability to send me to a law school, I was not as smart as all the other kids, little by little I began struggling with a negative mentality about myself and my future. I slowly let go of my dream of becoming a lawyer and decided to join the Health Careers Academy. Soon enough, I began to have a deep interest in the medical field but then again I continued to have the same question; how can I afford going to a medical school? I did not know much about college or what it took to get into college. I assumed I just had to have a pretty transcript and that was all it took. My self confidence began to lower as I saw how other students cruised through their high school years so effortlessly. I never wanted to ask for help because I did not want to seem “dumb”. I would bite my tongue and hold in all the unanswered questions I had. My junior year, I was having a very difficult time. I had a tight schedule which consisted of almost all AP or honors courses. I slowly began to give up because I did not believe that I could do it. I let my grades slip failing almost

My life flipped for the better once I left the 8th grade, it was finally summer time and I was ready for it. But deep down I knew once summer was over high school here I come. I won't even lie, I was terrified to start as a freshman in high school. All of the rumors that I heard with baby freshman day, and all the stuff they do to freshmens on the first day of school. To be honest I was really nervous, instead of a couple butterflies in my stomach I had the whole family flying around. But once the first day of high school came up all those rumors that everyone was telling me was actually a lie. High school wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. As my freshman year went on a lot of doors opened up for me, there were sports, clubs, new people to me, everything you could possible think of. I didn't really get into sports as much as all of my friends, I was more into video games and playing outside in the woods just adventuring finding old vintage things and old buildings and all of the beautiful views. My freshman year wasn't really too special, I was too busy figuring out what everything was and where everything was located at. Then my sophomore year came along this is where I started to get the foundation of high school and blend in. everything kinda went downhill I made good grades don't get wrong, it's just I never showed up which I regret miserably. Once I got to my junior year everything is still constantly changing, a lot more people know of me. I was never

I have always played the same three sports in elementary school, baseball, soccer and basketball but the summer before 7th grade I wanted the try something new and play football but because I didn't know much about it I was having a hard time deciding if I was going to play or not. But When football season came around i signed up.

My entire life, I’ve always felt different; especially when it came to school. I always felt misplaced no matter what I did, and confused as to why I did things differently from others. To feel like such an outcast for years was miserable. My senior year of high school, things really started to go downhill. My feelings got progressively worse. Depression consumed my life, Anxiety went to an extreme and I had little desire to do anything. I felt hopeless. In the fall of 2006 I started attending SMCC. My anxiety was at an all time high. I couldn’t handle college and didn’t understand why. I graduated with honors in high school, so why three months later was this so much harder for me?

In 7th grade I was unfocused, unprepared, and childish. I didn’t know my grades would have an impact on my high school career. I thought everything that happened in middle school stayed in middle school so I focused on useless drama. I used to blame my C’s on bad teaching but now I realize I have no one else to blame but myself. I was the one coming to school unprepared to work not my teachers. Now I know all of my grades count. I have blossomed into a person I am proud of. This year I’ve made it my mission to actually pass not just get by. I now sit promptly in the front of the class and take notes. I focus on test scores and grades not drama that’s not even going to matter next week. I now know what’s important and what I should just leave

In 2015 when i was in 5th grade i changed schools to lafayette parish school and the food was BAD.And the kids were mean well alot of them.The wait for our parents and the long line of cars,and they made us pay alot of money.So we moved to scott middle and i liked it some of my friends were there and the gym was fun the food was good unlike the other school.But it changed my life because i used to be like a little trouble maker well not that much but until i came here i was not so much trouble.I was happy and i loved the teachers and it made a change in my life i dont really like the teachers that much over here i love them,and the work may be hard,but i know it no matter how hard it is i will get

The beginning of the year wasn’t exactly as I envisioned as an eighth grader. I thought that going to high school would be some life changing experience with new people and more privileges. It turned out that it wasn’t that life changing so much as perspective changing and there was more work, more stress, and privileges tend to come with a price. My first day left me nervous, lost, confused, stressed, overwhelmed, and tired by the end of the day. The first thing I did when I got home that day

It was the beginning of my freshman year of high school and everything was smooth until I began my advanced placement class which began out kind of easy ,but then as the work piled on and got harder I just didn't wanna do it anymore. All my other classes I was doing fine getting a's and b`s, which for me I thought was perfectly fine. I made the cheerleading team , I had a cute boyfriend and I had lots of friends. I was happy- well at least I thought I was happy. Around December I began losing a lot of weight from doing cheer and my grades started falling dramatically. My mom decided to take me out of cheer because I lost about 20 pounds so quickly and I didn't have passing grades. I remember getting so mad at her, but looking back it

When we got to Interlachen, Florida it was March my mom was introduced to the man who is now my stepfather but still no matter how happy I should have been I became a party girl. I lost interest in school and life, I had the “I don’t care attitude” but somehow I still passed 9th grade on time. Over the summer I partied a lot more and then got my life together right before 10th grade when I started school at Crescent City. The school was boring at first, but I met my best friend Katie there we had early childhood together. I was put into chorus and I met my “brother” Brock there he is gay and he doesn’t care who knows it. His amazing we became friends on March 15 my mom’s birthday. 10th grade was a good year for me aside from the ongoing name calling. Yes I will admit I was bullied from 8th grade and even now in 12th grade. Four years of being bullied and sometimes I can’t take it sometimes I get to upset and start to self-harm. When I got into my junior year of high-school I still went to crescent city. That was the best year hands down I ignored all the bulling and it really worked I later found out that my other best friend Loretta she’s Katie’s little sister was pregnant and I was the aunt because we were like sisters her daughter’s name is EmmaJean but Emma wasn’t born until my senior year. Katie is actually currently

My freshman year in high school was unarguably the best year of my high school career, If I knew how the rest of my school career would go I probably would have cherished it a lot more. My sophomore year was going pretty well until one major internal change shifted my well being in the worst. I always knew about depression,but It was always one of those things that I never really thought about because I thought that only certain types of people experienced depression and I couldn't be one of them. was wrong. During the spring of sophomore year I fell into a depression, at the time I did not know what depression was ,nor did I know what was happening with me so I didn't know what to do, I didn't ask for help, and I didn't talk about it. I started to go down an even darker path with self medicating, drinking ,and self destructive behavior all of which I never told to anybody. As the winter and spring ended and summer began I came out of my rut and told myself that If that ever happened again, I want to get help and I don't want to be on a self destructive path

The end of 8th grade. Alex and I had spent so much time together. We fought a lot though, we hated each other for some time but in an instant we told each other we loved one another and went on to spend lots of time together. This happened many times during 7th and 8th grade. We built a couple groups of people that we would hang out with. Alex and I had made at least 20 close friends that we could hang out with any lunch or brunch. We had grown to be so close, and at the end of eighth grade he told me that he was moving. I felt horrible. I had made lots of friends, but the one person that I spent every day with was him. Alex and I spent a lot of time together before he left. But then he had to leave. I was kind of lost, I had friends but no

Throughout my entire school career I was always an average, energized, active student who loved playing many sports including basketball, football and track. At the begging of my junior year I had an argument with my coach about not starting for my junior year and I became livid and immediately quit. After I quit basketball I started skipping school, I would skip Monday’s, Wednesday’s, and Friday’s because I didn’t think there was a point to going to school anymore. I made friends with some older kids who didn’t share my same interests and had already dropped out of high school. I began getting into multiple screaming matches with my mother and felt unwanted. I started partying for my first time, and began to not go back home and

The transition from middle school to high school was difficult for me. I’d gone to very a progressive middle school where the students basically got to choose their own curriculum. I’d never had grades or a standard structure of any kind to measure my academic performance. Saint Mary’s, my high school, is college prep so the teachers move quickly, I am graded on everything, and expectations in general are much higher. For all of ninth grade I felt like I had been tossed into the deep end without knowing how to swim, and my grades reflected that mentality. Summer before tenth grade, I knew I couldn’t continue performing so poorly, so I began to study and to try and get a jump start on the next year’s curriculum. When school started I put much

My 9th grade year was a memory to never forget. 9th grade, i was new to the school just like the rest of the freshmen's i came into the school with, we were not really focused on the education we were more so focused on having fun and seeing different and older people and just experiencing the life of a high schooler. As bad as that may sound it was the truth but that was the year i meant my home boys Block, Tick and Jalen, i knew block and tick for some years already but i meant jalen when i got to high school and instantly we became close like brothers.