Personal Narrative: Moving To High School

As an introvert, parties and other social gatherings in general are naturally not my strong suit. My quiet demeanor has been with me for essentially my whole life, but it especially shows when I’m with groups of strangers. I was often hesitant to speak in classes in middle school simply to not bring attention to myself. I’d much prefer to listen and follow orders than participate in class. Participation based grading terrified me. At times, I just accepted the loss of points for not partaking just so I wouldn’t have to stress about it. Starting my high school career by moving to a new city didn’t help me much either. Fortunately, I moved into a small apartment complex in Munster with very little outside activity. Overall, my freshman year was pretty low-key, which I was completely fine with and was hoping it would stay for the next three years. …show more content…
At first I didn’t think much of this change, considering I had just moved a year prior. That was until my mom told me, “We’re moving into a cul-de-sac. I’ve heard they have parties every single weekend.” That made me very skeptical about my usual way of life, and she was pretty much dead on. In fact, the night we moved in, we were trapped out of our house due to the sheer amount of cars and kids in the road. Moving forward to my sophomore year, my life pretty much remained the same as before. Shortly after the year started, however, I learned about the 40 hour community service requirement to graduate. This made me nervous about having to interact with others, but I figured I might as well get an early start. I got home, approached my mom and said, “So apparently I need 40 hours of community service to