Personal Narrative: My School At Greendale Middle School

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Being kind to each and every person you talk to can be challenging, but the impact that you may have on them can be remarkable. School is one of the cruelest places for a pre-teen or teenager. Girls and boys can single you out and laugh at you because you do not look the same. Many children feel as if they are not as good as others. Three years ago I was in seventh grade at Greendale Middle School. I had a significant amount of friends, but not all of them treated me with kindness. Margaret, Makenzie, Jennifer, Alyssa, Autumn , and Shelby were all considered my close friends. Even in third grade Margaret and Mackenzie were known as the popular girls in our school; soon after I moved to Cincinnati I found out that they were not very welcoming. …show more content…
Barger. I had been moved up to the advanced classes and was now joined by Margaret and Mackenzie. To my surprise Margaret greeted me with a, “ Hey, I like your outfit.” I smiled back and said, “ Thanks, I like yours too.” I took my seat next to Autumn at the front of the class, and we started talking about our previous night. The next three classes contained the same students as my math class and I seemed to be fitting in very well. When fourth period arrived I walked down the hallway to the choir room and entered the class and took a seat next to Margaret. She said hello and we began talking about our earlier classes and our opinions on them. The bell rang to announce that the class had began. Before we began to sing Margaret asked me if I wanted to sit with her at lunch; I kindly accepted the offer and turned in my chair to begin our warm ups. A grin appeared on my face when Autumn and I saw that Margaret had saved us a seat next to her. From then on Autumn and I sat in the same seat, at the same table, with the same people for the rest of the school year. As the year progressed I became closer friends with Margaret, and everyone that sat at the lunch table with us. I was getting closer with everyone except Autumn. We seemed to be growing apart at times but we would still go to each others houses to play with American Girl dolls. When I was not at Autumn’s house I was down the street at Margaret’s jumping on the trampoline. Soon enough I …show more content…
I thought this meant that we could stay up till dawn and watch movies all night; I was wrong. As the night got later the girls would get increasingly meaner. I chose to ignore a significant amount of rude comments that they threw at me. When I thought that I had succeeded in blocking them out, it got worse. There was three of us laying on a bed, and one on the floor. We were all playing a new game called Flappy Bird when Margaret continued with the comments to hurt my feelings. As a seventh grader I could not just look the other way and ignore what they had been saying to me the entire night. Avery, one of the girls sitting next to me told me that I was poor and that my family was not as good as her’s. Margaret laughed at me for not having a phone as a seventh grader. The girls took advantage of that opportunity and started texting each other about me. I could not handle any more hatefulness, so I exited the room and continued down the stairs to the living room, where I slept by myself. The next morning I woke up before anybody else and considered leaving, but then I realized all of my belongings were upstairs in the room with Margaret and Avery. It was early in the morning, so I could fall back asleep without difficulty. Two hours later feet clomped down the stairs into where I was sleeping. I abruptly awoke and swiftly walked up the stairs to

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