Bad to Worse. Better to Best.

6th grade started out like every other school year. I was terrified of my new teacher. Mr. Jolley. He was probably the scariest teacher in the school. I dreaded the first day. Once it came, everything changed in my mind. Mr. Jolley was hilarious. He wasn't scary at all! My class was also hilarious! I could tell this would be a great year. I made a whole new group of friends now. I hungout with girls and boys. I was in the school play, Aladdin. I actually had a social life. I had friends, and I got to hangout. In 6th grade we got to make paper machae monsters. We got to make gingerbread houses for Christmas. We got to go toThe Space Center. It was without a doubt, the best year of my elementary years. It was all fun and games, until my friends didn't like me anymore. They thought I was annoying. They didn't think I was cute or fun. They stopped calling, and when I called they wouldn't answer. Suddenly what was the best year ever, was now the worst. I didn't have close friends for a while. I talked to people, but I never hungout with them. One day I became friends with a new group. There were 4 of us. All girls. All just wanted to make the best of life. They didn't judge me, and we hungout everyday. These were my new friends. All through the summer we hungout. I thought we were inseparable, until we had to go back to another year of school. And not just any year, we were going to junior high. We had been prepared for 6 years now to be able to go, but I was scared out of my mind. We would have 8 classes, 8 teachers, and 8 times the amount of homework. I think it's safe to say that 7th grade was one of the worst. I lost my close friends I made because I didn't have classes with them. I couldn't make any new friends because I had too many classes. My teachers did not like me. I'm not just assuming, they really did not like me. By this time, I got over my fear of being loud. I talked to anyone and everyone. Teachers hate that. I thought 8th grade would be better, but it wasnt. It was just as bad as the year before. My teachers were better, but I really had no friends. Mikkia was my only friend. All of my other "friends" talked about me behind my back and thought I was annoying. Right here is where I started to slip. I realized that there was something wrong with me. Boys never liked me. I didn't have good friends. I was fat and I was ugly. From this point on everything changed, and I still don't know if it was for the better or worst. Even though I hated life, and myself, I was able to make good friends that are to this day some of my best friends I've ever had. I met Mercedes, Kadie, Nadia, Ashley, and Reggie. They were true friends. They didn't talk about me. They always invited me places. They loved to have fun. These are the girls that helped to save my life.