Personal Narrative: My Middle School Experience

Middle school was a journey that allowed us to figure out who we are and allow us to mature a little. Growing up doesn’t mean that we cannot act like kids.Someone once said, “Age doesn't define maturity. Some people will never grow up.”

Middle school was a lot of fun for me, I met a lot of new people and lots of new girls. It was also kinda tough in the beginning with switching classes and things and having so many different teachers and lots of homework from different classes and having to remember the room numbers of each class but eventually I got used to everything.

I started middle school at Bethany Middle school, I had my two older cousins going to school with me. One is the same grade I am and the other is two years older. It was nice having them but we all hung out with different crowds and sometimes we would not agree on the same things so we would not always get along. My first day of middle school was not as bad as i thought it would have been due to the fact that the Bethany middle school was not big at all. My 6th grade year was tough for me when it came to school work, i was used to the work from Central Elementary school and the Bethany Schools were much more strict and left a lot of homework so it was a big change for me. I remember my English class was the hardest along with science but I

Time, like always, blew by. Middle school brought its own challenges, as it does for all kids. You struggled with the person you wanted to be, made hard choices about what you valued. Dad and I tried to guide you, but you made decisions on your own, and they were always the right ones. We could clearly see that you were a natural leader and persistent worker. High school only cemented those traits about you, and then, amazingly, you were again ready to move to a different world.

Middle school was a rough time like it was for many because I still did not even know who I was yet. MIddle school was very difficult to adjust to at first because all my life I had only been in one class all day everyday with the same teacher and they made sure you always had a note to remind you of your homework for the night. Middle school was when I began to make my own choices and had to suffer the consequences that came with those choices. In middle school is when I found out how much I liked business because of a field trip my 6th grade year to Biztown which was a small fake “community” that everyone worked in and would be a citizen in the town.

Middle school is full of good and bad memories. After being here for four years you develop all sorts of memories that you may not even want to remember. There is one memory from my eighth grade year that I will never forget. Being a water girl for the middle school football team was one of the most exciting extra curricular activities I did.

It did not take very long for me to realize that middle school really wasn’t all that bad, there were many aspects that I actually liked more. For me, not wearing uniforms was a big deal, although it rarely strayed from jeans or khaki shorts, being able to wear what I wanted gave me a sense of freedom. On top of this, passing periods gave me the opportunity to roam the halls and talk

Everyone has a different opinion about Middle school, because we’re all different. Middle school is a weird time for anyone I think though. There are outsiders, nerds, emos, jocks, band geeks, theatre nerds, trouble makers, and a lot more. It’s the kind where you first start out to be in your groups we all have a purpose, but in middle school and high school we take it way too far I feel.

Earlier today Anna and I were walking to our biology class, and she looked upset.

Throughout middle school, each person enters into their gawky stages of life from wearing braces, random growth spurts and confusing feelings. Along with that, middle school is the stepping stone of entering a social clique that will possibly stick with you till graduation. I had no official clique, but people did judge and call me horrible names behind my back. Yet I didn’t care, because I was confident in being

Second I changed the way I dressed. When I was in elementary I would dress in baggy cloths and would wear clothing that didn’t match each other and would wear shoes that old and wore down. Then I came into middle school and started wearing clothes that actually fit me right, matched, and shoes that were new.

Middle school was a rough time for me. My best friend of eight years told me that she didn’t want to be friends anymore because I was fat. That crushed me. Since then, I hated going to

Middle school for me started out really fun at first but once the weeks went by and i got used to it, things started to change. I was more of the heavier set child in middle school and was way more developed than the other females, causing me to get picked on unfortunately. I would get bullied not only by other girls for being too “fat” but also by guys who did not realize that eventually all of us were going to go through puberty sooner or later. I found out that making a small knit circle of friends is the best way to keep gossiping down. This small group of people are the ones that actually care about you, and kind replicated what i looked like or pretty similar. My confidence and self-esteem was definitely shot in middle school and is one of the reason why i have anxiety today. Middle school was supposed to be the time for me

Middle school was a tough go around. The school in which I had attended, most kids had gone to the same school since Pre-K. I had moved and started at a new school for my fourth-grade year. I had made it by during fourth and fifth grade but when middle school came around it seemed more challenging. Not only did the work get harder but building friendships felt the same way. Since friendships and groups were already established it was hard to find the right fit. I was bullied

Middle school is all about preparing for high school, it is about gaining independence, but it also is a time of adolescence, a time that hormones run high and a time that kids are mean. Yes, mean. Cliques begin to form and reputations are made. I did not “click” with any of these groups as hard as I tried. I tried to impress everyone and tried very hard to just fit in with someone.