Onto my journey into the Middle School...
The first day I walked
in I was so nervous switching classes. I went to open house over the summer and
made sure I had my first locker combination down. I ventured off to find all my
classes and I couldn’t wait for the first day of school. I walked in on a
September morning with all my color coordinated binders and folders and 2 water
bottles. After the second last class of the day came around I hurried to my
locker dodging all the old 8th graders. I got to my locker with a
huge puddle at the foot of it. I opened it and my water bottle spilled all over
my brand new binders, I was so embarrassed I didn’t know what to do. A poor
little 6th grader running late to a class on the first day of Middle
School. 7th grade rolled around and it was the most awkward stage of
everyone life. The dark eyeliner and attempted straighten hair months hit me
hard. 8th grade we felt like we were on top of the world, one more
year until high school and we were finally ending the most awkward years of our
lives.
In Middle School I meet one of my best friends yet to date. She’s
one of those friends where you don’t have to talk to for months and then you
call each other up, get together and it’s like you never even had any time
apart. It’s literally the best type of friendship you could ever have with
someone.
As those three weird, unpleasant years wrapped up we all
moved onto High School.
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