While Dakota was the one to introduce me to writing, freshman year of high school was the time where I got serious about my hobby. Freshman year of high school played a vital role in molding my love of writing from a whimsical dream into a passion. And while I look back on freshman year with a naive nostalgia, freshman year was also a year I would like to forget. The year I graduated from middle school and moved on to high school was a year many of my friends moved away and I was all but left alone. I was scared and wasn’t able to properly express myself, therefore making it difficult to make many new friends. I became rather depressed during that year, I didn’t leave my house much nor did I make an active effort to meet new people. About halfway through the year I decided to try and write again, something I
While Dakota was the one to introduce me to writing, freshman year of high school was the time where I got serious about my hobby. Freshman year of high school played a vital role in molding my love of writing from a whimsical dream into a passion. And while I look back on freshman year with a naive nostalgia, freshman year was also a year I would like to forget. The year I graduated from middle school and moved on to high school was a year many of my friends moved away and I was all but left alone. I was scared and wasn’t able to properly express myself, therefore making it difficult to make many new friends. I became rather depressed during that year, I didn’t leave my house much nor did I make an active effort to meet new people. About halfway through the year I decided to try and write again, something I