“Sure, why not? I’ll be there anyways.” “Ok, which age group do you want to help out with?”
“Um…” I responded apprehensively as I glanced at the the signup sheet, “Well, can you sign me up for 4th grade?” “Are you sure? There isn’t much of an age difference, what if they disrespect you?” …show more content…
The next Wednesday was the last summer youth group, I decided that I should go considering I hadn’t been all summer. Meeting a lot of people around the fire pit that night, I was touched that none of them were going to be freshman. Plus when I said I go to West Central they all asked “oh where’s that at?”. Great! It was my first night and I already didn’t fit in. While the flare danced into the night sky I looked around the fire, everyone already had their friend groups. However this didn’t keep me from meeting new