When I was eight years old, I moved from Manchester, MA to Fort Mill South Carolina. For the first five years, I absolutely hated it there and I despised my parents for making me move there. The first few years were rough; I felt like I didn’t fit in because I was from the north and I couldn't understand half of my teachers because of their thick southern accents.I struggled to make friends and couldn't wait to move to somewhere new someday By the time I was a freshman, my attitude changed; I fell in love with the place. I had popular in my grade, I had straight A’s and I felt on top of the world. On my 15th birthday, everything changed. When I got home from school, my mom had left her facebook messenger open on her laptop, so decided
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For the rest of my time in South Carolina, I stayed involved with Young Life but not too Involved. For the last few weeks of school, I stopped going because in my head I thought if I didn't stick with it all the way, I would not miss it as much when I moved in the summer; but I forgot I had signed for their summer camp that was a few days before the day I moved and I was devastated. While attending the camp, I had the time of my life; I experienced new things and fell in love with Young Life all over again. While I was at the camp, my mom had contacted the Young Life director in Oceanside, California so I could get involved as soon as I got there. My first year at my new school was rough; I had a terrible time making friends and my grades plummeted. The one thing that kept me going was that every Monday I had Young Life to look forward to; it became a place where I felt at home. This past summer I spent a month at a Young Life camp serving campers their meals and it was a life changing experience, I met people from all over the US and heard their stories about how Young Life impacted them and it was a humbling
For the rest of my time in South Carolina, I stayed involved with Young Life but not too Involved. For the last few weeks of school, I stopped going because in my head I thought if I didn't stick with it all the way, I would not miss it as much when I moved in the summer; but I forgot I had signed for their summer camp that was a few days before the day I moved and I was devastated. While attending the camp, I had the time of my life; I experienced new things and fell in love with Young Life all over again. While I was at the camp, my mom had contacted the Young Life director in Oceanside, California so I could get involved as soon as I got there. My first year at my new school was rough; I had a terrible time making friends and my grades plummeted. The one thing that kept me going was that every Monday I had Young Life to look forward to; it became a place where I felt at home. This past summer I spent a month at a Young Life camp serving campers their meals and it was a life changing experience, I met people from all over the US and heard their stories about how Young Life impacted them and it was a humbling