The start of my life

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It became the start of my life, when I came to middle school...

It started when I started 5th grade at my local school east Woodrow junior high. I was very exited to start middle school. 1 because I've always wanted my own locker, and 2 because of popularity.

I had always been popular at the elementary school that I went to, so I thought that popularity wouldn't be that hard to get until I realized that other elementary schools where coming into my middle school.

I had realized this on the first day of 5th grade. I saw a lot of unfamiliar faces that I never recognized, and I noticed that some of my elementary school friends knew most of the new kids I've never seen before. I tried to become friends with some of the new kids, I knew most of them from a religious Education class I took.

So there are two teams at my school these teams are divided by what grade your in. there are two teams for 5th-8th grade and I was on the orange team while most of my old friends where on the black team. each team had their own classes so I rarely got to see my old friends. the only time I got to see them was lunch time. As the year progressed I watched my friends slowly drifting away. long story short I lost a lot of confidence and I became very shy by the end of the year.

So sixth grade started and I was in no way confident I was Always scared to talk to people I didn't know, but most of my friends were on the same team as me, but we didn't have the same connection that we used to. so I met this girl and she became my best friend I hung out with her all the time I even moved lunch tables to sit with her and her friends. so as the year progressed I had a really huge crush, and I started acting really weird around him. since I had no confidence anymore I couldn't find a Way to talk to him. I liked this guy for the whole year.

Toward the end of 6th grade I heard over the announcements that there was going to be an open house for volleyball tryouts. I've always wanted to play volleyball and when I went to open house I noticed a lot of good people and they intimidated me.

It was the beginning of 7th grade and it was also volleyball tryouts I never tried out because I was too scared to try out. towards the end of September my school was having cheer leading tryouts. so they hold a clinic so you can learn the dance, cheer, and your jumps. they had 3 days of the clinic and I didn't go to the first one because I was too shy. I went the last two days and I realized that I missed a lot, I never learned the tryout dance.

I kept on asking my friends to teach me the dance and I ended up learning some of it but not all. tryout day came and I completely failed at the dance and no I did not make the team I was sad I didn't make the team but I was happy for others who did make it. I went home that day and I was determined to make the team the next year I tried out. I looked at a lot of videos on how to make the team and how to be flexible. I taught myself how to do the splits, a scorpion, and a bow and arrow. I ended up training a whole year so I Would be prepared for the next time I tried out.

It was springtime and I was still in 7th grade. I wanted to do track really bad so I joined the team. the first day of track I already knew what I wanted to do and what I didn't want to do. I really wanted to do relay racing and I completely hated the hurdles I did not want to do them at all. the end of the first track practice my coach made everyone try the hurdles I was so scared to do them because the last time I tried ( in 6th grade ) I fell. I tried it and I passed every single hurdle by the end of the week I fell in love with the hurdles, and I completely hated relay racing ( ironic huh?)

So our first track meet came and I was super nervous to do the hurdles. When it was my turn to go I passed every hurdle without hitting one and when you pass the last hurdle you have to sprint...hard. when I passed the last hurdles my legs gave out and I fell, but I got 2nd I was so proud of myself. at the 2nd meet I got 1st, at our third meet it was a jack and Jill meet which meant it was all relay races this meet was boys and girls. I wanted to do the hurdles relay sooo bad but I ended up doing the 4 by 200 which was 4 people running half of the whole track ( all relays had two boys and two girls the order went girl boy, girl boy.) and my team ended up getting 5th. at my last meet( my conference meet) I got 2nd.

Oh by the way I got a lot of confidence back.

Now I'm in 8th grade and I still didn't try out for volleyball but cheer tryouts were coming up and I was excited. So this time I was very determined to cheer I went to everyday of the clinic, I was told that my jumps were good so I thought I had an advantage. The night before tryouts one of the coaches told me that I was really good and that I was one of her favorites. so I walked into practice the next day confident. and after hours of waiting for results it turned out that I made the team! I was so excited but I made alternate. even though I made alternate I was still really happy because I knew I would still be a part of the team.

Being a cheerleader brought my confidence up a lot, but I wasn't cocky about it like some stereotypes. I was still a little reserved but also outgoing. after cheering for boys and girls basketball I really fell in love with cheering I was really sad that the season was over because, the girls I cheered with became my other family. even though I love cheer track is my favorite sport, track is like my second home I love it more than anything. well track season is halfway over and the high school i'll be going to has football and soccer cheer tryouts coming up I can't wait.

well that's were I leave you I hope you enjoyed reading this, bye!

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 13, 2014 ⏰

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