- 3rd grade started out great while I was still in my elementry school, though I didn't do my work, I had many friends. I was always willing to help others and I often drew in class (I was never any good). People always wanted one of my drawings. After 2 months passed I switched into a charter school, automatically I was judged, harshly, I had no friends, everyone picked on me constantly, I had a teacher that was out to get me and I was continuously sick. After the first day of school there, I couldn't wait to die. It continued that way. 4th grade hit and not much had changed, I had a teacher I liked, 1 friend and I started getting in fights. A girl had started a fight with my friend and I pulled her hair for the harsh things the 8th grader was saying. I continued to get in fights and I kept losing friends. My family moved to Utah after my 4th grade year, during the summer we were in a trailor park and I was watching the little kids that lived there, and again got into a fight with some one older than me (a boy). 5th grade hit and it was 3rd grade all over again, Except it was only the boys I hit, even though the girls were just as mean. I became everyone's body guard from each other and I couldn't stand it. 6th grade, still had no friends, during any breaks I would take a book out with me and read, but I never went all the way outside, also some one threw siccors at my head and got expelled for it, his grandma wanted us to press charges, but we decided not to. 7th grade and things continue to esculate, more and more problems arose, I was sent to the principal's office numorous times. 8th grade and things got a little better, though I continue to fail my classes, people seems to actually want to talk to me. Health is pretty easy for me, science I had to transfer out of because my teacher control her class and my body couldn't take the noise in such an enclosed space, so I screamed at my teacher to control her class. At least things are a little better, but I still feel bitter, unwanted, useless and like a waste of space. I don't care if you liked the story or not, but please leave a comment.
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