A Change in Scenery, A Change in Me. The majority of my early teenage years were spent hiding in a metaphorical shell, keeping my thoughts silent and contained within my mind. I was the face no one could put a name on. I was "that smart girl" who everyone knew of, but no one actually knew. Their perception of me was completely blank, and when I disappeared out of their lives, it was as if I had never been there in the first place. I was ghost. At the beginning of junior year, I transferred to a new high school. I entered the situation optimistically and considered the opportunity a clean slate. I carefully crawled out of my shell and broke through the barriers I had established to distance myself from others. I put effort into creating
