Middle School Narrative Essay
Middle school. That time in everyone's life when the girls wear way too much blue eyeshadow. Guys are true to themselves because they are not trying to impress anyone. Most importantly, though it is the time when everyone is trying to find where they belong. This awkward transition stage was even worse for me, being one, a transfer student, and two, a victim of bullying.
Starting middle school as a transfer student is extremely difficult. See, I was born and raised in Vermont in the small island town of North Hero. After sixth grade, I had choose what school I would go to in nearby towns to finish my schooling. I chose to enroll in the Colchester school district. I was happy with my choice because most of my friends were also attending, but …show more content…
Upon entering the room, everyone stops all conversations. You scour the room attempting to find a seat in the back in order to disappear into the crowd, but the only seat available is up front. Walking quietly, eyes glued to the floor, you sit down and everyone starts to talk again.
This is exactly what it was like walking in the first day of middle school. I was extremely overwhelmed. The number of people in one school was in itself overwhelming. Well, coming from a school with a total of around 50 to a school of over 500, students “overwhelmed” is an understatement. Once we started introducing ourselves, people started to come up to me and make conversation. All things considered I stepped out of my comfort zone, and it surprised me. All my new classmates were nice, or so I thought.
As the year went on in middle school, I found that not everyone was inviting, and I quickly became a victim of bullying. Let’s call the bullies, bully A and B. Bully A was a girl a year above me, who also lived in the islands. She would harass me on the bus every day, to and from school. Our bus rides lasted about an hour and a half each way. I stood up to her, talking to the vice principals and my parent’s numerous times, but it never
Starting middle school as a transfer student is extremely difficult. See, I was born and raised in Vermont in the small island town of North Hero. After sixth grade, I had choose what school I would go to in nearby towns to finish my schooling. I chose to enroll in the Colchester school district. I was happy with my choice because most of my friends were also attending, but …show more content…
Upon entering the room, everyone stops all conversations. You scour the room attempting to find a seat in the back in order to disappear into the crowd, but the only seat available is up front. Walking quietly, eyes glued to the floor, you sit down and everyone starts to talk again.
This is exactly what it was like walking in the first day of middle school. I was extremely overwhelmed. The number of people in one school was in itself overwhelming. Well, coming from a school with a total of around 50 to a school of over 500, students “overwhelmed” is an understatement. Once we started introducing ourselves, people started to come up to me and make conversation. All things considered I stepped out of my comfort zone, and it surprised me. All my new classmates were nice, or so I thought.
As the year went on in middle school, I found that not everyone was inviting, and I quickly became a victim of bullying. Let’s call the bullies, bully A and B. Bully A was a girl a year above me, who also lived in the islands. She would harass me on the bus every day, to and from school. Our bus rides lasted about an hour and a half each way. I stood up to her, talking to the vice principals and my parent’s numerous times, but it never