She's No Good

She's No Good

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As Agatha Christie once said, "One of the luckiest things that can happen to you in life is, I think, to have a happy childhood," and in accordance to this particular quote, I'm one of the unlucky ones. I think a normal childhood isn't what is portrayed as a normal childhood in the world's eyes; the childhood you had is a normal childhood, because it's yours. One's individual childhood is a normal childhood, otherwise stated that there is no such thing as a normal childhood. I've been thrown back and forth like a rag doll my fair share of times. Most people would say things like this shape someone into a better person. I'm the exception. I guess I'm not exactly the cookie-baking, church-going teenager who gets along with everyone, who solves problems with another person with words as opposed to actions. But everyone is different. We all have a unique personality in some way, even if we are much like one another. Don't get me wrong. I'd love to have had the idea of a normal childhood. I'd love to be a bubbly person. But I can't change myself into that, I've been molded into a particular person by other people, none of my personal influence. I do have to admit, however, that I do close people off. I understand I don't get along with anyone because of this. I don't want to drag anyone into this nightmare with me. And no one can change me. Except for one person.
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It’s funny how little things that happen in life can change everything about a person. How it changes their attitude, appearance, status in society, personality, and much more. I was your typical teenager, I hung out with all kinds of people, I loved making new friends, I didn't care about appearances or which group you were from. Then I started high school and everyone started changing, the cliques got worse and some of my friends had become too good for the rest of us. Life went on though no matter what there was a group of us that refused to let the politics of high school change us, but no matter what slowly each one of us fell into it all whether we realized it or not. Our group went from tons of people to a mere few. All that was left was those who didn't play in any sports, wasn't a genius, wasn't asked to join the more popular crowd, and who had no school spirit. You really found out who your true friends were through the transition of grade school to high school. I still got along with everyone although I only would hang out with my small group. Even we had let the politics of high school change us whether we realized it or not. We each had changed our outlook on life and our attitudes a little here and there but that could have just been considered as us growing up as well. I like to think that we were shaped by the harshness high school brought with it. Our group went through major changes our senior year not that we had expected it to happen or even wanted it to happen but it did changing our lives forever. It all started when two new guys were introduced to our school taking all of us for one hell of a ride.

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