The first absolutely awful experience I can remember from being an introvert, occurred during my 4th quarter during 7th grade. I had liked a girl named Nori for a long time and I felt the need to ask her on a date. At the same time, before I was prepared to, my friends were pressuring me into asking her. When I declined, my friend at the time, Stephen decided to tell me either I could ask her, or he would ask her for me. In hindsight, it was not a very good idea, nor did it help me get over my shyness. …show more content…
I remember this for the reason that it was possibly the most horrific event that came out of my shyness. My friend and I, now 8th graders got to sit on the back of the bus. However, some people on the bus did very horrific activities. One day, a person brought cigarettes onto the back of the bus. I really wanted to alert the principal at the time, but once again, I was too petrified of the repercussions. Instead about a week later, my friend had to do so, which ruined our credibility a great