Personal Narrative: The Boy's Bartlett Cross Country Team

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About a month ago, I went to a bonfire. It was to celebrate the end of cross country season for the Boy’s Bartlett Cross Country Team. At first I was worried that I wouldn’t have anyone to talk to. This, however, was not the case. I even made friends that night. I had already known that at the bonfire some the teammates’ siblings were invited. Surprisingly, that was what I was worried most about. I was worried because at the time I didn’t think that they liked me. I thought this because they never talked to me and would look at me weirdly. When I went there, I planned to just sit there and not talk to anyone. While I was sitting there by myself, a girl walks up to me. (I’m not going to say their actual names.) Once she sits with me,

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