No one seemed to notice the raging steam coming out my ears along with the storm of tears pouring out of my eyes. It wasn’t even 9:30 yet. Mr. Heb was explaining how to get X by itself, there was a dark cloud above my head. It was just sitting there, not moving, creating more ungracious thoughts. Until it disappeared and quickly responded, only to appear much darker than before. I then blacked out, but Mr. Heb still continued to teach Algebra math. Have you ever made comparisons with a total stranger and then you automatically think you’re best friends because you have everything in common? The bad part is, you don't know what they don't like. You don't know what they’re like because you just became friends. You don't know their
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Some get over it and move on to the next obstacle, some don’t get off that easy. That fight, it’s going to stick in your memory. Some people don’t let it off that easy, sometimes it goes too far, It gets too overwhelming when your so called “best friend” tells you who you can't, and can hang out with. Especially when it's a very special time of the year, Homecoming. It’s one thing if your friend tells you not to hang with one particular person because they are bad or a bad influence, but it's another when they tell you, you can't hang out with your best friend you’ve had forever. My best friend and I promised to be in the same homecoming group, we’ve had that plan forever. I wanted all my close friends to be with me, in the same group. Disagreements were made, and a lot of fighting went on. I guess you could call the controlling friend “the leader of the group” because she thinks she makes all the decisions. My best friend got kicked out of the group because supposedly no one liked her. That wasn't true. I was being told I couldn’t be in her group, that I had to stay in her group. At that point, I didn't know what to do with her. Nervous and discourages, I was too scared to stand up to her, or say one word that was the most important… …show more content…
Hearing me being historical in the other room, my mom rushed into the room not knowing what had just happened. I explained what happened and she ended up giving me a lecture and he advice. My mom added that “Your life, is your life. You do what you want. Your friend should not be controlling who you talk to, who your friends are, nor what group you should be in. That is your choice and your choice only.” What she said really hit me, it finally hit me hard enough to see the reality on this situation. Sitting on the ground, distraught, I knew what I had to do. I needed to stand up to her, and that's what I did. Taking out my phone again I typed her contact in and began to write her a message saying that, that I was tired of her controlling my life and that I needed to make my own designs. Of course she didn't like me standing up to her, which is typical, so she continued to go on. She wasn't worth my time. She was causing too much distress towards me, and my mental health. To this day, currently right now, my life is better now that no one is controlling it. Yes of course your parents tell you who's bad to hang out with and what's right or wrong, but they're your parents. They know better, they're older and wiser. My lesson is learned, If a friend wants to control you that bad then automatically cut them off. It’s your life, not theirs. Do what you
Some get over it and move on to the next obstacle, some don’t get off that easy. That fight, it’s going to stick in your memory. Some people don’t let it off that easy, sometimes it goes too far, It gets too overwhelming when your so called “best friend” tells you who you can't, and can hang out with. Especially when it's a very special time of the year, Homecoming. It’s one thing if your friend tells you not to hang with one particular person because they are bad or a bad influence, but it's another when they tell you, you can't hang out with your best friend you’ve had forever. My best friend and I promised to be in the same homecoming group, we’ve had that plan forever. I wanted all my close friends to be with me, in the same group. Disagreements were made, and a lot of fighting went on. I guess you could call the controlling friend “the leader of the group” because she thinks she makes all the decisions. My best friend got kicked out of the group because supposedly no one liked her. That wasn't true. I was being told I couldn’t be in her group, that I had to stay in her group. At that point, I didn't know what to do with her. Nervous and discourages, I was too scared to stand up to her, or say one word that was the most important… …show more content…
Hearing me being historical in the other room, my mom rushed into the room not knowing what had just happened. I explained what happened and she ended up giving me a lecture and he advice. My mom added that “Your life, is your life. You do what you want. Your friend should not be controlling who you talk to, who your friends are, nor what group you should be in. That is your choice and your choice only.” What she said really hit me, it finally hit me hard enough to see the reality on this situation. Sitting on the ground, distraught, I knew what I had to do. I needed to stand up to her, and that's what I did. Taking out my phone again I typed her contact in and began to write her a message saying that, that I was tired of her controlling my life and that I needed to make my own designs. Of course she didn't like me standing up to her, which is typical, so she continued to go on. She wasn't worth my time. She was causing too much distress towards me, and my mental health. To this day, currently right now, my life is better now that no one is controlling it. Yes of course your parents tell you who's bad to hang out with and what's right or wrong, but they're your parents. They know better, they're older and wiser. My lesson is learned, If a friend wants to control you that bad then automatically cut them off. It’s your life, not theirs. Do what you