Seventh Grade-Personal Narrative

It was the big day, 182 days past and it was finally summer. Sixth grade was over and the summer couldn't have gone by any faster than it did. Seventh grade was coming and it was coming fast. I was the new kid in sixth grade. I came at the end of the year and to be honest I was scared, I didn't want to move right before school ended, and have to make knew friends. That's why I was scared about making new friends, I was scared that nobody would want to talk to me, sit by me at lunch or just be my friend. And that’s what happened nobody really liked me when I moved here, not at first anyway. I was not considered “popular” is what they called it. So that school year ended and the summer began, I wasn't very happy about it though I just wanted to move back to my old school but that wasn't an option. …show more content…
So I decided to go out for baseball to see if I could make friends that way, thinking well i'm pretty good at baseball so if they see that maybe they like me a little more. It helped a little but not much made a few friends but still felt pretty lonely. So seventh grade came and I was not excited at all. Still didn't have very many friends and it didn't seem like that was gonna change during the year. Football came around and the coach was a jerk I didn't start during A game at all and just stood and watched until B game when us kids that weren't so “good” got to play two quarters. After football was over wrestling came and I was pretty excited about that. And thats when I started talking to Caleb we never had any classes together and it was the first time we really talked. Turned out we had a lot in common. It felt really good to finally have a good friend there for me. We were bestfriends for the most part of the