Three years have since passed, I am now currently in the fifth grade. Graduation from elementary school looked around the corner. All of my phobia from previous years had disappeared, Now all the kids in school seems to want to be my friend. Just think about it a few years ago not a single kid at school wanted to say one word to me. Now every kid there knew what my name was.Simply because two people decided to talk to me and introduced me to their friends to. I felt like I was on top of the world. If I could help make an entire school love me, there wasn't anything in the world I couldn't do . The potential for my personal growth was endless.
Each and every day I found myself making multiple new friends. In fact, I made friends just through word of mouth alone. All that time being alone in the world was changed all because of two kind strangers. With this positivity in life came a new sense of faith,trust, and most importantly mental transparency. All those years of self doubt, paranoia, and pessimism all for naught. And once seemingly daunting task embroiled with indecision had now turned into the best choice I'd ever made. That sense of normalcy that a longly pined for has finally come. Finally all the aspects of my life that I had once fantasized had come to fruition.
One week away from my graduation day I spent each day of my time in meticulous preparation. Reminiscing-though every up and down throughout my time in elementary school . Transforming myself from social outcast to warmly received. from my first day all the way to what would soon be my last. Meeting Imani and Joan Maris was the best thing to ever happen to occur in my life. Their friendship show me that it was alright to dream but better to succeed. My mind was finally at peace at peace with the concept of "being normal". I couldn't wait for each day to pass, for my anticipation for graduation was at a fever pitch. My graduation was one day away and I found myself feeling eerily restless similar to mmy first day.
The next day I woke up with a smile from ear to ear. The realization that all of my triumphs and hardship were worth it had finally set in. I muted to myself " Man, all of this truly was worth it". As each persons name was called I knew that my family and friends would all be proud of what I had done. Luckily, both Imani and Joan Maris's names were called before mine. At last' my name was finally called which signified both the end of one journey and now the beginning of another.
i rode my way stage to receive my certificate. Each member of my family was in attendance smiling and clapping at the site of their relative graduating. Doing so alongside my best friends made this sweeter for me on a personal level. At that moment I had felt bad if nothing in the world could phase me. When instantly, the prospect of losing my friends staring anew hit me like a ton of bricks. I wondered to myself "What if I have to start all over again? "It's back to square one isn't it"?. God must've been listening for he decided to bless me one last time. After the ceremony ended I learned that myself, Imani, and Joan Maris would each be attending the same middle school. Ultimately, with my main goals achieved and my inner circle still intact, my middle school journey was about to begin.
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Half Man Half Machine
Non-FictionPerception can often be deceiving this story depicts the everyday struggles of a handicapped high school student named Miguel Jackson as he attempts to balance life as an "Normal Teenager" to others whilst to himself he feels like a prisoner inside...