Narrative Essay

As Bernard M. Baruch once said, “Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind.” I was unaware that my opinion of myself was more meaningful than my peer’s opinion. I had a rough time figuring out who I was and who I wanted to be in my first few years of high school. The first chance I got to poke the popular bubble was taken, giving me one shot to embed myself into an exotic, unknown social group. What I didn’t know was that this social group made me feel like an outsider.

My ticket from “outsider nation” was becoming best friends with one of the student body’s most beloved nobles, Sarah. Sarah was not like the other adolescents that were considered high school royalty, which is one of many reasons why we became such good friends. Through church and our shared beliefs, we grew closer and closer. Wanting every bit of my new best friend’s attention, I spent as much time with her as I possibly could. As much as I wanted to be in the popular group, I did not want our two worlds crashing together, that being the religious world Sarah and I had created and the prominent, popular world that Sarah was also apart of.

Our two worlds eventually came crashing together. I decided to embrace Sarah’s other group of friends, although I felt like an outsider. Ultimately, I knew I did not belong in this beloved group because of the multiple differences and my lack of outgoing nature. These kids were the ones winning class favorite awards and homecoming titles making me far from analogous to their social standing. Yes, the people in Sarah’s other group of friends were friendly and charming but I did not enjoy hanging around people that made me feel like I was from a different planet. Although I enjoyed attending events with an elite group, there was no obvious similarities that most people have when they make new friends. Not fitting in alone made me feel like an alien.
Conclusively, I realized it was perfectly