Personal Narrative: My 8th Grade In Middle School

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.

I started making new friends, such as Veronica Cadieu, and decided to give my fourth grade love another shot. Fifth grade was full of drama, and there was no time for a serious relationship so that did not last long. Before I knew it, 6th grade was approaching! At this time my best friend was Sydney Whitten and an editing app called Picnic. This was the year I really started to focus on my grades and try to decide what I wanted to be when I grew up. A friend of mine, Luke Lockart, and I shared the same career path, or so we thought, and went a little to overboard with planning our futures. We made business cards and slogans, mine was Kerstan Troyer the American Lawyer, and we even planned to live in New York together and start a business. 7th grade is a time I am not the fondest of. This is when I became boy crazy. Especially over one boy who will remain unmentioned. Also, this was the year I got to play on my first school basketball team! I loved basketball and all the best friends I made along with the

One thing i knew about me back then was that i wasn´t that hard to get along with because i barely talked and i was always shy so that made people talk to me. The shy girl always have someone come talk to them and try to be their friend and that´s how i met another girl who i called my best friend and her name was Irene. Me and Irene was so close just after a few weeks and i started going around the corner to her house after school and i will stay over there all the time, even on school nights. She was so unique in some way because she had like red sandy brown hair and her skin was like caramel syrup and she had so many freckles on her face, she was just different to me. I also realized every elementary school i went to their was always a group of females that just didnt like me for some reason. I thought it was because i was so quiet but when i finally talked i came off so aggressive. I changed so much during these times because everything in elementary school was dramatic and all the kids made something so small into something so big back then. A girl could push you and that will be a fight or somebody will say one smart comment and that would be a argument and thats what i mean so dramatic because now im older and i just shrug everything

The school was very far away, inside this old neighborhood, and was on the other side of Columbia; while we were passing the neighborhood, I had this eerie feeling and I didn’t like it, I knew from there this isn’t going to be a fun experience. My sister, my mom, and I got inside the school and were settled in from there; my 5th grade teacher name was Karen Bowling and she was the sweetest and kindest teacher, if it wasn’t for her I probably wouldn’t get comfortable with the new school and new environment that quickly. I made a few friends but still was shy and reserved, but I made a best friend that year her name was Kathryn Hamm. She had the same thinking like I did, she was funny, and we got attached quickly but by mid year things changed. I suddenly gained a lot of weight; I started looking very healthy, I had hair on my face,

Then my family moved Yorktown, Indiana the summer before my 4th grade year and I started attending a public school. I only made two friends that year and I was bullied for everything from where I moved from to the kind of shoes I wore. I made very few more friends through 5th and onto 6th and 7th grade and dealt with more bullying. Towards the end of my 8th grade my English teacher who I adored made the class split up into groups and then preform a scene from Romeo and

I loved school when we would learn something because I was good at that and I was able to do that when I felt like I was terrible at everything. Nothing would change from fourth grade to fifth grade I still loved school and really had no friends. In fifth grade the news I wanted so badly wouldn’t turn out the way I wanted. The AVM had shrunk but it wasn't gone and one more dose of the radio static surgery should do the trick. I was also switching schools and school districts, I asked my doctor if we could do it in summer so I wouldn’t miss school. I was beyond scared, I always keep a brave face on because if I don't show fear it doesn't get to me. I couldn't help it, the last time this was done it went bad, I woke up throwing up I had giant marks on my forehead. I didn't want to be made fun of at this new school. I turned out fine I had basically no marks I woke up feeling fine. I started middle school and middle school was honestly the years I felt lost and at the same time I had the friends I so badly wanted. Middle school was tough for me because instead of being able to take an extra class instead of doing

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

It was a normal school day at Brookhurst Jr. High in 7th Period were my friends and I were talking and waiting for the bell to ring so we could all go home and the school day would be over. Before I left I needed to go to the bike racks to get my skateboard so I could ride it home.

Middle school, when that word pops up in one’s head, it’s a sudden reminder of dreadfulness,broken promises,regrets,first crushes, and last but not least, learned lessons. Another morning had brought another school day. Seeing familiar faces and teachers I just wanted to get through the day with no trouble, but that’s not always the case. At least it wasn’t for me. Making my way through the extended halls and walls that seemed to enclose upon me, I felt nothing more than like a chained prisoner. The bell rung and I remained seated in my class, surrounded by boxed, outdated computers and rusty white walls, I felt helpless.

When I was about 6 years old my family moved from California to Washington. My mom homeschooled me and my siblings for a year; I was in 1st grade. In 2nd grade I went to public school, Lake Louise Elementary school. I didn’t know anyone. My only friend went to a different school. I don’t remember much about the first day of school, just that I was pretty alone, I sat with another girl who was also alone, she had been at this school since kindergarten, the other girls just didn’t like her. Over the course of the school year we

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.

The year of the bland and the boring, the self-conscious and the self-righteous battle. The year that was loser like and lame. During my “intermediate” school period, I didn’t succeed of much. To this day I don’t remember much from these years, that’s how unimportant they were. I had my first crush on this man-of-a-boy that I never had a chance with, and still never will. He was the school sweetheart and almost everyone had a crush on him. With long brown swoopy hair, blue eyes and crazily tall, how could any fifth grader not fall for him. I never even spoke to him and got jittery any time I made eye contact passing in the hall. I had a kiddy diary where I wrote about how I was going to invite him to my birthday party, and he would suddenly fall in love. This is the only thing that kept me busy during my low life/ no life during fifth and sixth grade.

The high school experience is something that will forever dominate the psyche of most American adults. It was an unforgettable time of fun, rebel-rousing, summer loves and parties. It was a time of warm summer days at the pool and chilly autumn nights, watching the football team and wondering were the party was going to be that night. School dances and hotel parties. Seems like all I can remember are the good times. High School is a very emotional time for many teens and everything matters. The insidious problems that I had to face are but a smudge on my memory, things like too much homework, zits, mean people, gossip, and algebra. The social atmosphere that permeated every aspect of high school could

Tenth grade I was feed up with the bs. My friends from 9th grade were starting drama with me. I should've know that it would of happened and I just wanted a fresh new start. In the summer my mom had plans of moving to croton because she was a little fed up with peekskill herself. I definitely provoked my mom to move. When I moved I went to a new school district Hendrick Hudson High School. My life definitely changed forever. I was surrounded by majority white people and I was a black kid that liked boys making me very nervous and anxious. When I got there I started to hang out with this girl. Her name was Ashley and she definitely helped me figure out what I really wanted. I began to wear female clothing and posting pictures online. One day my mom had caught me wearing a crop top and tight sweatpants which she found provocative. She then looked at me odd snapping a picture of me. I started to cry feeling worthless and unexpected by my mom and aslo the world which was not true. She then told me to