Personal Narrative: When I Had To Go To High School

My palms were sweating, my heart was racing, I had no idea what to expect or who I was going to meet. I was never the type of girl to embrace new situations, I hated change and I wasn’t very good with meeting new people. I figured once I got to high school it would be my chance to start all over, turn the page in my book of life, and flip over a new leaf. I wanted to finally be the girl that fit in with everyone. I had imagined myself going to parties with big groups of my new friends, having sleepovers and doing all of the things cool high school kids normally do. I was certain that my high school career would be just like one of those really corny teen movies and I would live happily ever after with the homecoming crown and the boy of my

Being a freshman is the hardest of your four years in high school. Have you ever been pressured to be the best person you can be? This is how my year was as a freshman. Freshman year was the most different I never thought I would of found my way around the school when I first started to go there. Freshman year was the best year throughout my years of high school and it was the only year I had friends. During this year I had a lot of anxieties which dealt with me thinking I’m gonna be alone and not have any friends throughout the year to support me through the whole thing. Also, I would think of the pressure of not doing good in any of my classes so I would think it would affect my GPA in the future. The transition from middle school to high school was a different type of thing to do.

Going through high school the days were all the same, except for game days. There was just something different about the culture of the school. You could almost feel the excitement in the air. Every “Good luck tonight,” that was received made it feel like the whole school was rooting for me. This was my senior year and tonight was an especially big game. The game that night would decide if we made playoffs and if I could step on the court as a Hawk again.

I moved into a little neighborhood, with a lot of the houses looking the same. Most of the people who did live in the neighborhood were older citizens, with little to no amount of kids. So I was sort of relieved that I didn’t have to meet new kids, but also disappointed that I had no one to play with. It was in middle of the summer, so I wouldn’t go back to school for a month or so.

Junior year. My junior year I realized things about myself that I hadn’t previously known. Things I’ve never done before and things people thought I couldn’t do. Situations I thought I wouldn’t be in and there I was. Junior year, I did it.

Growing up I learned about financial trouble by my parents telling me that Santa’s workshop is under construction, so he’s limited on supplies. I got told that at a young age and at the time I didn’t understand. Once I got older and started following financial situations and saving money, I realized what they meant. Looking back at it now, it isn’t a big deal because I understand what happened. At the time I was upset because I knew I wasn’t going to get everything on my list.

The summer of 2012 was the start of the downward spiral into my high school career. This ass hole guy decided to dump me and my dumb ass kept going after him when I know I shouldn’t have so I got hella drunk one night (as a 14 year old) and made this hilarious video with my bff that people hated apparently even though we looked hot. And so we got kicked out of cheer lol. Stupid mrs hatfield even had the vid on her phone like wtf lol. So yeah great start to high school.

Going into high school it was scary because of the new school. I went to East Moriches and we had a choice between Eastport, Center Moriches, and Westhampton Beach. Westhampton was the right choice for me because the school size was perfect, friends went there and my mom graduated at Westhampton too. The first week was hard to get use because of new classes and different teachers. After the first couple of weeks it was basketball season and my brother and I went to tryouts. After the three days of tryouts there were no cuts and everyone who tried out was on the team. Practice was long and had a lot of conditioning but it was fun and worth it. Home games were memorable playing on the court with our team. Varsity games were more exciting, as

One reason I struggled in high school was because of hanging out with the wrong group of friends. When I was a freshman I had many “friends” (as many do when they first start high school.) By the time I was a senior I had two friends out of the whole group of friends I started with my freshman year. Hanging out with bad influences not only got me into drugs but got me into thinking it was okay to come home 3 nights out of the week at 2 am, when my curfew was at 11 pm. At that point in my life I was dealing with my mother’s sickness alone and feeling like I would never be good enough for anyone. I went to the drugs and told myself that I was “forgetting” everything. Sadly I didn’t figure out how bad I was ruining my high school years until I

As a child we are always asked, “ What do you want to be when you grow up?” I just never really knew how to answer that. I always had a love for sports and taking care of others. I went back and forth and just never could decide what to do, then of course life gets busy and school got put on the back burner. I knew I wanted a career and not just a job, something I would love to do and not just the daily grind. My husband and I prayed for God to lead us in a direction that would work for us and our family. Of course God’s plan might be different then yours.

Entering high school, is a frightening thing. You meet new friends, have new interests, and be involved in different activities. They tell you everything about high school, the drama, fights, and the those relationships that are fairy tales. Funny story about relationships, you believe that their going to last forever in high school but in reality, they die off like plants with no water. As you know, when I entered as a freshman, I didn’t really pay much attention about anything they told us about high school. I just wanted to have fun, and meet new friends. Throughout freshman year, I started dating and had my first boyfriend. I wish I could go back and tell my younger self not to go through that path. Except having my first boyfriend change me as the person I am

Life is like an ocean. It ebbs and flows. The only certainty is that there isn't any. {except for death & taxes}.

Entering high school, I was quite nervous because I had very big shoes to fill. The previous year, my older brother was named Salutatorian of his graduating class. That is when I knew I had to set a personal goal for myself. That goal was to be on honor roll every semester throughout high school. Neither myself nor my parents would accept anything less out of me. I knew this goal was going to be difficult at times because I am very engaged in extra-curricular activities and athletics, and, not to mention, waitressing every Sunday at a local restaurant. Between volleyball, basketball, and the countless number of clubs and groups I am a part of, I would have to find time for studying, homework, and school projects. Just the thought of this was

When I was little, I was always a very curious girl. I was always that girl that was playing doctor and pretending to healing people. By me doing that, it started my interest in becoming a doctor. When I was in middle school I joined a medical program called JUMP. Even though I was only a teacher’s assistance, I learned a lot by grading the student’s work and overview what they were doing. At first I wanted to become a general doctor because my main goal, at the time, was to help people get better and prevent sickness. In the transition to high school, I lost a close friend due to suicide. It made me feel very depressed and I did not like that feeling. Experiencing that made me want to help out other people that are going through the same

My time in High School was made difficult from the constant strife and conflict between my parents. This made my home an unstable environment not fitted for learning or growing as an individual. As I got older and closer to graduating High-School, I began to find my own voice with the help of my mentor Rahn Fleming, which occurred at the end of my junior year. As a result, I came in control of my life and the constant feuding started to die down. No longer did I have to worry about the next scheduled court date, or the next time I would come home wondering what may await. I felt like I was always walking on broken glass for the longest of time throughout my life, until I began to voice myself and what I wanted. My parents came to realize this