Personal Narrative: Stunting

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Stunting can be very dangerous, but sometimes in the most peaceful moments often occur at the edge of catastrophe. This is the quote I live by. It all started in elementary school about 5th grade. I felt very lonely and indeed was. I had a number friends here and there, but I never really had any true friends. I just felt like there wasn't an association for myself. I would see movies where kids would get super powers or have like a great talent and I would become very jealous. I didn't know what to do. I would try and find something I was good at but always ended up empty handed because I would be judge and it would put me down. I can remember it like it was yesterday. I was laying on my bed scrolling through social media and found a picture

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