Have you ever been in a place where you didn’t think that you belonged or that you were misplaced? I was in this situation when I changed schools in the fourth grade. This made me feel nervous, “what if they don’t like me”, “what if I don’t have friends”, “what if I choose the wrong ones”. I felt like Wilbur the pig from Charlotte’s Web because he was the outcast out of all his brothers and sisters and no one wanted him. I glided very gloomily to the large yellow bus as my mother waved goodbye. I got on the bus and I glimpsed someone I knew from across the bus. She was my brother’s friend’s sister we only met a few times. I sat with her and she told me what school to get off at since there were two different schools on the bus: Battleground
