High School. Two words, big impact. Many say that these four years are probably the best years they’ve ever had. Some say that high school was a point in their life that they never want to revisit ever again.
What’s your high school story?
Prom. The struggle of putting the alphabet in Math. Your very first relationship, maybe? Endless fun memories happen during high school. My high school trip has not ended yet, but I could definitely say that it has been very interesting for me so far.
The pain of being class president has dawned on me throughout this trip. Having to be in charge of keeping my classmates in order is not my cup of tea. Oh, why do I have to go through this? Sigh. At least I have some clowns that I call my friends that keep me from blowing up. Their corny jokes, endless stream of puns, and sarcastic conversations never fail to amuse me.
Bullies. Cue horror music. Everyone is not safe when it comes to them—including me. They always seem to remind me of the Mean Girls. Well, minus the wearing of pink on Wednesdays and the Burn Book. Because of my bullies, I now know why sticks and stones can break my bones, but words can’t hurt me—they don’t just hurt, they kill.
High school is like a roller coaster ride. There are ups, there are downs, and there are some twists and turns. Fear might’ve settled in your stomach before you hop on, but you’ll never regret riding it. So sit back, relax, and fasten your seatbelts, because this ride will be the best one you’ve ever had. No kidding.
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