Personal Narrative: My Freshman Year In High School

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It was the beginning of freshman year. I didn’t know what to do or how to react to the people and classes in high school. I was so nervous and shaken about what was to come this upcoming year. My fears of getting lost in the hallways, being late for class, or not being in a class with someone I knew were looming over me. I was in some advanced classes that my other friends were not in. I was scared about what people would think so I felt the need to change who I was. On the first day we had freshman orientation and that was when I decided that I wanted to change how I acted. This really didn’t work out for me well because after I made that decision I wasn’t who I truly wanted to be but that was who I was for at least the first semester of my freshman year. I honestly don’t know why I thought that I needed to change who I was in order for people to like me. I had my friends and that’s all that mattered to me at the time. As the year continued on I made new friends and also started to realize that who I was before and who I was then wasn’t the person that I truly was. I went and tried to figure out who I truly was and that was one of the hardest things for me to do. After Christmas break, I decided I just didn’t want to be known as the smart one or the quiet and shy one, so I decided to start trying …show more content…

I still dress up occasionally but not as much as I used to during my freshman year of high school. I might dress up a few times a month but not almost everyday as I had in the past. I think it’s funny to think about the phase I went through in order to find out that I really truly don’t care what I wear to school or how I look coming to school because that’s not what matters. My academics and extracurricular activities are what matter to me most, not what clothes I wear to school

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