The End

Being yourself is one of the hardest things we will ever have to do in this world. We are constantly judged and ridiculed for doing something that's against the norm of society.

My school makes it one hundred times harder to be yourself because it's so preppy and full of people who look like they're going to the Oscars, when in fact, they're actually going to Chemistry.

It's not easy going to this school because I don't know how to interact with these people. So I just avoid them.

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That's what I thought when I first started junior year in high school.

I was one of them. I was one of the people who instantly judged people on how they look, or who they are. I was someone who always expected certain people to do certain things and wear certain things. They had molded me into one of their own.

But I wasn't a popular person that everyone looked up to, I was someone on the bottom of the totem pole who was looking up.

I was judging the popular people.

But little did I know that one popular person, a gun shot, and one decision would be the end of all that.

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(A/N: I still suck at descriptions. The book is better, trust me.)