Personal Narrative: Relationships In High School

Being disappointed in yourself for something you didn’t expect is more painful than taking a bullet to the chest. I realized this pain my senior year in high school. Relationships in high school do nothing but cause unwanted drama, heartbreak, and time spent away from your friends.
It was my senior year and I was now above all lower-class men. I had also spent all summer with my girlfriend. Even though she was pleasant, she had a terrible habit of sub tweeting people. Although this wasn’t my problem to worry about, I caught some of the heat from the girls that were seeing her tweets. I always got the “You need to control your girlfriend” line. With running track, I had athletics every day after school. The downside of my high school is that
I trusted her and she trusted me. Trust goes a long way until somebody breaks it. It was March and we were watching a movie in her living room. That was until a snapchat popped up on her phone with the name Dalton on it. I never thought anything of it because I trusted her. Time carried on but I couldn’t stop thinking about why she was talking to him. At this point we were two months away from prom. I was getting tailored for my prom suit when I got a text from Alli. She had sent me a long text about how she needed time for herself and that we need to split. It cut deep but I respected her decision. It wasn’t until the next week I couldn’t believe what I was seeing at school. She was holding hands with Dalton in the hallways. What was awful is that they would end up going to prom together.
Over the years everybody said senior year is the year you make the most memorable memories with your friends. I wasted all that time that I could’ve been doing amazing things with my buds all because of a girl. It wasn’t until graduation when I realized I had only a handful of valued memories my senior year. The tragic part is that I wouldn’t see half of my friends ever again. The utter disappointment I felt was unbearable. You can’t relive the past and that’s what damaged me the most. If I would’ve known I was going to end up dumped my senior year I would’ve spent every second of it with my