Personal Narrative: Trouble In Middle School

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A.

I wish I wouldn't have gotten in so much trouble in middle school. I lost as lot of friends and opputunities because I wanted to be the class clown. I was very poular at school and everyone wanted to be in my class but no one could hang out after school. I finally figured out that everyone wanted to laugh at my jokes but they could't hangout with me because I was always in trouble and they valued their reputation.

B.

Last year didn't turn out how I planned. I had a lot of unfortunate events happen that caused me to fall behind. I was still working on 9th grade school year when all my friends had already started 10th grade. I had to do a lot of work and have tutoring to catch up to where I was supposed to be.

C.

I promised

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