Personal Narrative: My Four Years Of High School

The transition from middle school to high school is what shaped me the most and this adjustment has changed me in both good and bad ways. As a freshman, I enrolled in a private school, called Bridgemont High School. It was a very small school and did not have the same help as the public schools offered. I didn 't have an ELD class and classes providing extra help were limited. Eld means einglish language development, these classes are classes to help develop your english speaking skills even though i can speak english i had poor grammar.

With moving a few years ago, I still struggle with the fact that not everyone is made to stay right by your side through everything, sometimes people are meant to teach you a lesson and then fade from your memory. High school is a lot different than middle school, not everyone is going to stay by my side, entering the next chapter in my life I realize that. Similar to Patti, I want to not be caught up on who is staying in my life and more on the memories we

While I do not consider it a failure now at the time I was definitely frustrated with myself and considered it a failure. When I had to repeat my junior year I was mad at myself for not be able to complete the school year. As time went on I was able to focus on the positives in the situation and I was able to finally accept that I was not prepared for my senior year both emotionally and academically considering I missed so much school. If I did continue on to senior year I would not have been close to prepared as I am now for college. I ended up repeating my junior year due to the fact that I missed close to two-thirds of school due to a medical condition.

Freshman year, what an awkward time in my life coming out of middle school with my poor grades I promised myself and my parents I was going to succeed while in high school. Did I though? My grades for sure improved but I still was not putting in as much effort as I should have been. I struggled to be able to communicate with all these new faces and in a completely new school but even outside of school struggled to talk to new people.

“Nothing will work unless you do.” -Maya Angelou Entering my Junior year of high school I was forewarned about the most important and hardest year of my high school career, the year was looking more negative than positive from the advice given. Despite those comments I decided to enter with a positive mindset starting with my soccer season. I had been playing since I was 6, captain of my middle school team, injured my freshmen year, and was having one of the best seasons my Junior year for both my school team and out of school league.

Narrative: I moved to Kansas City, Kansas seven years ago. It all started when I was in 6th grade with these girls. I was a different race then them. They thought it would be cool to mess and try to get rid of the white girl. One day, they decided to try everything they possibly can to get me kicked out.

During my freshman and sophomore years of high school, I was a dancer at a local studio and at Arts and Communications Magnet Academy (ACMA). Dancing was fun for me, I met a lot of great friends and was able to express myself through art. I genuinely loved going to ACMA. But, dancing and attending ACMA led me to meet someone who forced me into situations I never expected to be in. Although I wish I had not ever been forced into those circumstances, there is a silver lining to it.

During my last year of Middle School I was diagnosed with depression. This illness caused me to discourage my abilities and it deeply affected my social skills. At the same time I was also being bullied by other kids at school. I remember silently crying every day as I walked home from the bus stop. When I was first diagnosed, the doctors told me that isolating the problem was a good thing.

I enrolled in college not knowing what exactly to expect and with many doubts but by taking that gigantic leap out of my comfort zone, my life has changed drastically. In high school, I was never the type of student to strive for A’s or to be on the honor roll. My siblings were the ones who did great in school with minimum effort but I struggled and often became discouraged. I remember vividly telling my mother I was going to drop out in the ninth grade.

Have you ever thought about going through time and rewrite the wrong you did at some point? Was it because you failed that math test or you messed up with your high school crush? Or did you simply do something so wrong that you ended up burning that bridge of trust. Say you do go back in time and alter that specific event. Would everything go back to the way it was.

When i got to high school i didn 't hang out with any of my old friends from elementary school or middle school. So i was lonely and spent my time in the library reading and by myself. The only time i would talk was if i knew some one in my class and then after class we wouldn 't say anything to each other. One day in my P.E. class I started talking with these group of girls because there was no boys in our class . The one girl that was kinda the leader of the group was your average snobby blond, invited me to hang out with her and her other friends at there tree at lunch.

Senior year. Even looking back now at that very shy, awkward, not knowing how to keep a conversation going, and always feeling nervous girl I never thought that I would outgrow my shell as cliche as that sounds. I used to think everyone at high school was constantly staring at you always judging every little thing you did, but now I've realized that people are caught up in their own worlds to not even notice. People don't care about the clothes you wear, what your hair looked like, or what kind of advanced classes you're taking, I've realized that what people really care about is the person you portray and what kind of people you hang around. Freshman year I was just following the crowd I just wanted to be in a group with the "popular kids"

Everything is not always what it seems. I was always the one who kept everything to herself - I could be screaming on the inside, but completely silent on the outside. In my situation, the third time was the charm. The start of high school was the start of negativity, not only mentally, but neurologically. Insecurities, seizures, and anxiety overwhelmed me.

Everyone changes in high school; however, some people change for the worse others for the best. From middle to high school I change to become a friendly person. My change in high school turned out to be good so far. When I entered high school I was terrified but confident because I was eager to see my friends, but I was also worried because I didn’t know a lot of people.

When I started high school, I was a very enthusiastic girl. I was excited for life and I could just see myself at graduation when I started my first day and thought about how many things I would have achieved during my high school career. Freshman year I met a guy. He was my first boyfriend.