Hello, my name is Ben Morehead. This is my story. Back in 2010 I was 14 and it was my first year of high school. I had just moved from Vermont all the way to Oklahoma. First off I wasn't just a new kid, but it was also my first year of High school. So Basically everything that could go wrong,was going wrong. But I had to keep strong. So here we are first day of school I was prepared and ready. I got off the bus and took my first steps into my high school Gibb Hill. Most of the day went well and everything was pretty easy and I felt I had learned half of it. But then came Lunch. Time to make some friends I thought to myself but I mean how hard could it be?. Thinking back to Vermont I never really had friends because I was more about studying and working hard but I always thought I'm young and I don't need to make friends right now, but I'm kind of regretting not working on the sociality skills earlier in my life. And because maybe a Grade A student is good but in my situation I might get a Grade F on real life. But I decided to put those discouraging thoughts away and focus on now. Some might consider me a nerd. I have glasses, plenty of zits and pimples but thanks to some cream that my mom buys I didn't look half bad. I had dark black hair and always spiked it up. I normally wore a nice button up shirt and some jeans that had no stains and had no wrinkles. Anyways I gazed around for a while until my eyes sparkled when I found a table with mostly nobody so I decided to use the tactic of letting the friend come to me. Yes well those "friends" we're some Jocks who played on the football team and I was in their table. The main jocks name was Tanner Jensen. He nicely introduced himself by calling me a nerd and threatening to hurt me. So I just went and sat on the ground alone. So otherwise that my day was ok. Little did I know that this Tanner Jensen Jock would be the death of me. And by death of me I mean my little Bully. In my life I had never really had experience with bullies so this was going to be a interesting year of my life. And just to tell you it was so bad that, that year was probably the best year of my life. I was going to do life changing things, meet amazing people but at the time all I knew was that life sucked. So the next morning I woke up late which meant my morning routine was off, which means I was not very happy that day and I would probably chew out anyone who talked to me.And for your information, this thing about me was a bad habit. I would be a horrid person when not having enough sleep or being pressured to wake up. So this day was life changing. Or you could say life ending.
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-Brady
