Never Give Up, And Be Confident In What You Do?

Never give up, and be confident in what you do. There may be tough times, but the difficulties which you face will make you more determined to achieve your adjectives and to win against all odds. I never knew that this quote would have a huge impact in my life especially when I had reached the sixth grade. Just a young, shy, and chubby kid ready for my first year in junior high, wondering about the new exciting things waiting for me. But if I knew that the exciting things would change into nightmares, I would have never left my bed.

Walking into this enormous castle of a school, I was handed a green sheet of paper with huge bolded words that spelled out my name followed by a long list of my classes. At that moment I realized that things just …show more content…
I eventually got myself together and was able to make out what my first class was and by surprise it was music. Walking into music class our teacher put us right to work and told us to get into groups of no more then four people. I curiously looked around for a group of people but, not noticing no one from elementary prompted me to meet new people I never had meet. Some people didn’t have trouble meeting new people but to me it was hard because I was a quite, shy, and antisocial. Eventually after like a century, I was able to find a group of three guys that I believe that I could form a good friendship with. Our first assignment was to sing a note from our music book and I somehow was picked to go first and, knowing that I was shy I knew that it wasn’t going to go well. Just to say I ended up sounded like a dying dog and was extremely embarrassed when everyone started to laugh at me. With my face all red like a tomato, I just laid my head down in shame just hoping this day well just come to an end soon. Afterwards they stopped laughing, I lifted me head up from the shame but I kept hearing laughter and it was coming the group of guys in my group. I didn’t really think non of …show more content…
The next day had arrived, I walked into music class hoping no one would remember what happen the other day and to my amusement no one remembered until I reached my table. Once I reached my table the three big headed guys went at me like I was free ice cream and started to talk about how I sounded like a dying dog, how I was fat, and how I wouldn’t amount to anything. When I heard these things that they were saying it kind of took an emotional damage to me but I just pushed it aside. I then laughed with them to make it seem like the stuff they where saying about me didn’t really have an impact on me. Well that was a huge mistake because it provoked them to do it even more until it eventually became a daily thing and one day it really hit me. That day started as any other day in music class with the three big headed boys talking about how fat I was, that I would never amount to anything, and then it hit me. When it hit me I felt like all the things I put aside about what they had said where building up like a water balloon and finally it busted open. And when it busted open all the name calling and rude things they said about me rushed through my head. Causing me to have a