Personal Narrative: Are You Out Of Sympathy

"Adina, you are only asking me to come with you out of sympathy", but in that moment I realized my true motivations, and she was wrong.
It was my freshman year and I had all the worries and uncertainties of most new students in a new school: doing well in my classes, making friends, finding my place in my grade and in my school. There happen to be many restaurants right down the street, and after spring break freshmen are allowed to leave the building to get lunch. Everyone, including myself, was excited to go out to lunch for the first time. I was never inclined to go out before by breaking the rules and leaving the building and I had never really seen it as an important event, but the grade's excitement was tangible, so I followed suit. I was prepared to leave with my friends, …show more content…
I ran back down the hallway to get my money and quickly scurried back in anticipation. I knew my friends and I would have a good time and I would feel a part of something, therefore I was keen on going with them. I was excited to have this one time freshman experience with them, but at the same time I felt pressured to conform to the expectation that in high school I needed to find a click or hang out with the same people in order to feel accepted and included. That is why the next moment could not have come as more of a shock. I stood there looking at an empty atrium- on the verge of tears. I felt left to the wind and abandoned by my friends. I should have been out with them having the best time, not by myself or with someone who would not have been any fun at all; the teenage pressures were haunting me. I felt a sort of social anxiety; conflicted with my emotions. I was both mad at my friends and sad they left me out and then out of the corner of my eye I noticed one girl, Sara, who was slightly socially awkward and sadly didn’t have many friends. She was left