Senior Year - A Collection of Work

Train Wreck

What a train wreck freshman year was. Changed school twice and missed at least a month of school because of my transfer issues. Most of the year is a giant blurry mess but I do remember one thing. I remember holding my friend close as she cried. Most memories for me are sad, but a bleak past promises a bright future. So in all reality this memory is sad but it is a pivotal moment in my life. It helped prove exactly why I want to go into Social Work.

This memory is one of many pivotal moments in my life, but it is also the only lasting memory from freshman year...It was the last day of school, my old high school called it COUGAR DAY or something like that, but what it pretty much was was a spirit day. My friend, Ashley, and I were sitting together during the pep assembly before being dismissed for the field games/free rule time. Keep in mind that Ashley is a little on the crazy and depressed side, so little things can set her off. So when she got the text in which her girlfriend/fiance were to break up, she was sent into a panic and anxiety attack right in the middle of the assembly. All I saw was tears and the throwing of fists and kicks as she tried to escape the crowds of people. Her cries of heartbreak cut through the air like a knife through butter. Not one person knew what to do, or what was happening.

Our "friend" Cameron made it all worse by making a snide comment or joke about the text message and it drove Ashley even more crazy. When she finally escaped the gymnasium the teachers grabbed hold of her and escorted her away from all the students for her, and others, own safety. I tried to follow her, but the teachers refused to let me. I had to explain to them that I'm her best friend, I know what she needs and I know a bit of what to do in order to help her calm down. It felt like an eternity until I finally got to see her face. It felt like forever until I was able to wrap my arms around her and to hold her close. Her small frail body fell into mine when she finally got to my arms. That's all she needed, she needed me. She needed a friend. A person to hold. A person to trust. When the assembly was dismissed the teachers ushered us into one of the science teachers classroom (I never knew his name as I never had him as a teacher). About an hour later her girlfriend/fiance called her and explained to me and Ashley what was really happening and to get stuff situated out. It was a hard time to keep myself and Ashley ok.

Due to that situation I wanted to become a social worker. I wanted to help people. I still do. I want to share my experiences and help others as much as I can. Thanks to her I finally had a plan on what I want to do. I finally got my life straight. Painful and bleak memories lead to a bright and good future. This memory is proof of that.