Personal Narrative: Middle School

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“A friend is treasure so when you find it, treasure them because you could lose them at any moment.” Middle school seemed amazing but once I actually was in it, it was a maze that I didn't know how to finish. My first week was a friend war zone , everyone found friends from their elementary school and I didn't have a single friend. I ate lunch by myself and I didn't know anyone in any of my classes. It was man against society for me.
My first friend was Alonna , we rode the bus with each other and sat by each other in the classes we had together. Then one day in class I recognized a girl that went to my daycare when we were little. We became friends and we found out we had every class together. She had a group of friends so they became my

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