Also, the school was soo much smaller than my old elementary school and had three times as much students; so basically student were just crammed into that small space with no way to ignore each other, which was definitely not a good idea on behalf of the school. Middle school ended being worse than what I had thought it would be, not only was I alone but was also bullied for just being different from the other kids. From day one in middle school the bullying began, some random upper class girl that I had never met before just randomly decided to pull my hair to make her friends laugh ; which they did, and also when i got back home I was angered to see that i had note on my back that said and I quote “ I'm a jackass” written in arabic, and this was just the first day. As the school year went by it just kept getting worse, making my first day of middle school seem like it was good day. I never thought that i would have been able to get through that living hell, but thankfully I did and I would have never been able to get through it if it weren't for drawing. Drawing got me through that hell, because it helped me ignore all the negative things people said about me in the classroom. I would zone out for hours just drawing, distracted from the outside world. Although it definitely had a negative impact
Also, the school was soo much smaller than my old elementary school and had three times as much students; so basically student were just crammed into that small space with no way to ignore each other, which was definitely not a good idea on behalf of the school. Middle school ended being worse than what I had thought it would be, not only was I alone but was also bullied for just being different from the other kids. From day one in middle school the bullying began, some random upper class girl that I had never met before just randomly decided to pull my hair to make her friends laugh ; which they did, and also when i got back home I was angered to see that i had note on my back that said and I quote “ I'm a jackass” written in arabic, and this was just the first day. As the school year went by it just kept getting worse, making my first day of middle school seem like it was good day. I never thought that i would have been able to get through that living hell, but thankfully I did and I would have never been able to get through it if it weren't for drawing. Drawing got me through that hell, because it helped me ignore all the negative things people said about me in the classroom. I would zone out for hours just drawing, distracted from the outside world. Although it definitely had a negative impact