Personal Narrative: My Middle School Years

My middle school years are very rough. Starting in 6th grade, I had drama all the time. Of course I never won the popularity test, so if being left out was a constant for me. I could be sitting by five girls and they would completely ignore me. In the mornings before school our lunch lady, use to sell breakfast burritos for all of the kids who got to school early. Every morning I would go and get a burrito, and every morning I would sit by myself and eat it. I remember telling my dad about all the drama and he told me that you are who you surround yourself with so I took his advice and I didn't talk to any of the girls that left me out at all. I would go out of my way to pretend they didn't exist and it helped. That was the first time I found
out how peaceful being alone is. I taught myself that my morals and values meant more to me than what others thought about me or said. After that, the girls settled down and we later all became friends again. My seventh grade year became a roller coaster of who wanted to be friend with me and who didn’t again. I mainly hung out with boys and my cousin Kaitlyn. We even started a movie group that like four guys in my grade went to with us once a month! I begged my mom to homeschool me that whole year and after christmas break she finally did. So for half a year again I sat around my house and cleaned and watched tv. I think that is when my Netflix addiction started. My 7th grade year my dad also moved to Oklahoma. My mom soon after pulling me out of school, decided we were going to move closer to my dad. We started by redoing our house. My mom hired one of my old friends mom, who was an interior decorator, to paint all of our trim and redo my bathroom. It was SO awkward. I had no interest in talking to her at all but she still tried to make conversation so I resorted to hiding a lot. It wasn't obvious of course but it was very quiet in my house when she was there. After finishing redoing the house, we announced that we were moving. I through a huge surprise party and we said goodbye to everyone and moved to Oklahoma. I hated eighth grade. Nothing happened, I had no friends, and again I never saw my parents. That’s all I have to say about eighth grade.