Ch. 1
The beginning of my life, meaning the first four years, were the best. Everyone i knew's life, and everyone's whole world revolved around me, and what i wanted. I honestly thought that i was a real princess, and was treated like such. I was nieve. Nieve until i was five years old when i got my first bitter taste of society. Kindergarden. I remember wondering why i wasn't as adored and loved as i was at home. I really didn't stress it though. I absolutely loved school. I reluctantly skipped into school to see my friends everyday, and loved every minute of it.
Loving school was another time period of pure bliss. Still, absolutely nieve of the judgemental, cruel thing we call society. I became more aware in second grade. I moved from Woodland, a really small woodsy area in Cannon County, to the fifth largest city in Tennessee, Murfreesboro. I was used to everyone liking me and not being, in any way, shape form or fashion, judgemental or mean. Sadly, i would have to learn the cruel truth, life isn't always joyful. I was bullied. I was called 'fat' and 'wierd'. I was a chubby little farm kid. I couldn't help but be different from everyone else. I remember her name to this day, her name was LaPorsha. I remember her very well. She was colored, had three twists coming out of her head. She was a scronny girl, not very smart. I remember her trying to cheat off me on a test . I always tried to be popular. I let her cheat.
This act shows what society does to us, it makes us do things we normally wouldn't do to be accepted. Why are we this way? Why do we try so hard to "fit in" to be what people call "normal"? I personally do it to have friends. My friends are very nice people. They have also fell under the spell and trap of society. And they are not bad people just average people, conforming to the monstrosity of society and "fit in".

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The Basics of an Average Life: A short article about the works of society
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