It was my freshman year. I was terrified of High School. I didn't want to go. The older people, looking down on me, staring into my soul, insulting me, TRYING TO RAPE ME, who knows what would happen. I get off the bus in the morning. There were people I knew on the bus, but wasn't friends with. So I stayed to myself and waited to arrive at STHS. I walked off of the bus, and went to find my group of friends. We called each other the bench warmers.
"Are you guys excited?" I asked, enthusiastically.
Not one of them seemed scared or excited. They just looked at me like I was an idiot. So i went to my classes that day, and only got lost about 6 times. <—-lol .
—AUTHORS NOTE—-
The picture above is of me my freshman year
