Personal Narrative: The Great Depression

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Warning I am going to rant about myself so, heads up. There are times when I have felt depressed and even my doctor was telling me I was getting depressed. But, that all changed when I started thing and when I made a new friend.
Alright, my depression started some were in 5th grade. In 5th grade I somehow turned into a quiet girl. In class, I really just thought about what I was going to do when I got home. I just felt unmotivated, tired, and depressed. When I looked around I felt like I was an outcast. But, some people wanted to talk about me. I did have friends that were in the same class as me and I made new friends. But, that was only an illusion for 5th grade.
6th grade came and my friends and I were split up, and some of my friends were in the same hall as me. I was put into what the students called “the dumb hallway”, some people weren’t as smart as the other kids in a different hallway but, let’s get back on track. Begin called a “dumb kid” started a little of my depression. I didn’t do my homework unless, it was important and I didn’t do my classwork at the best of my ability. I used my phone to read a lot instead of paying attention …show more content…

I’m not sure but, I think I was still in what the kids call “the dumb hallway”. After a few months a new student came and we became good friends. We had a lot of thing that we liked, she always dragged me around to people and she was slowly pulling me out of my shell. I was becoming so happy. After a few months, I was in my room and I was thinking back about my life. There were a few tears and I was thinking to myself, what I was doing. I came to realize I didn’t have it bad as other people; I wasn’t the only one that was lonely. I went to sleep after that I found out it was 6:00 so, what I did was went down stairs and went to my garage. I went down there because, there was a punching bag sitting there to relive my stress. After, hour my grandma came down and said to

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