Coming of Age Draft Essay

            Waking up in the morning, getting ready to go to a new school, I think about all the possibilities that could happen, thinking about all the new people I could meet, all those idea’s popping up in my head that make me wonder what will happen. I continue to think while I feel my hands shake due to my curious personality, “what will they think about me?” all these thoughts that I think of that keep me nervous. Although, since my brother attended this school before, I would always see him play in his basketball games and meet some of his friends; I also met someone on his team that was the same grade as me.

            On the first day of school, my brother came with me to show me where my class would be and he also helped me with my heavy school supplies. And as I walked into the class I see the person I had met that was on my brother’s basketball team, and he also remembered me and said “hey!” I was still nervous because I didn’t know how private schools were like since I came from a public school. I also felt weird because it was the first time I wore a uniform before, but I didn’t bother me as much. As I sat in my assigned seat, I sat next to a girl, she seemed friendly as she greeted me knowing that I was a new student, so I knew she attended this school before.

            As I began my new life in private school, I knew some of the teachers because they attended the church that I go to. Also, I was a pretty small person being about 4’10 and I didn’t go through puberty so I had a pretty high voice. I didn’t really talk to anyone besides the boy I met from the basketball team. As I met more people throughout the year, I became comfortable and actually talked, but some people didn’t like my really high voice so I was always teased for it. Although, even though some people constantly bullied me, there was always some kind people who helped me out and cheered me up. There were quite a lot of bullies, but for some reason, there was this one bully that hung around, I’m not sure why but I found him as a friend, he’d always tease me but there was time were he would tell me things like his life and I’d do the same. He gave me rides home because id have to take the bus, but I always wanted his attention.

            Throughout my middle school, I was still constantly bullied, but I just didn’t mind it, I just let it go, people always said I looked happy a lot, only because whenever I’m down, people would always come up to me and ask if I’m okay but that would only remind me more about what I’m down about so I just answer with a simple “I’m just tired.” This went on throughout middle school, and when high school started, everyone separated, but certain boys including me, were still close because we would have a skype group call almost everyday. Although, during high school, only four boys and four girls including myself, came to the same high school. One of the boys bullied me and talked behind my back and I was close with the other two boys so he stopped bullying me because he was a shy person and only knew us mostly so he hung out with us.

            Throughout the year he began to respect me more because we became friends hanging out a lot and at the time my voice wasn’t as “high pitched” as it was in middle school. Having these past bullying events has given me more knowledge about how it felt to be bullied then respected. I know how to deal with bullies along the way, and I chose which friends that I’d want hang out with due to all the events that have occurred throughout my middle school.