Personal Narrative Analysis

The best thing that ever happened to me was eighth grade. This even surprised me because I despise school. I hate it with every ounce of my being. The things I hate most about school include the time to get up, the work, and the people. School really was the thing I dreaded the most about my life. Elementary school was okay, but I hated most of my teachers. Then middle school came around, and I hated it. Sixth grade was my worst year. I was brand new, I had no friends, and I was short and overweight. Back then, I was really sensitive, and I got bullied. I had a lot of bad teachers in sixth grade, mainly my computer and social studies teachers. Sure, I got good grades, but I wasn’t happy. Seventh grade rolled around, and it was way better compared to sixth grade. I got some friends, played sports, got good grades, and I met my favorite teacher of all time: Brad Hartzler.
Nearing the end of the school year, I was put into advanced placement for English and social studies for next year. I was extremely worried. I felt like I wasn’t good enough, and

In the start of the year, I was very scared. I was surrounded by these advanced kids who were experienced. I was worried that I may look dumb in front of these people. I was very quiet during the beginning. I wouldn't talk to anyone outside of my friend group, and my advanced class was mainly girls, so that made my communication skills even worse. That was strange because I was pretty social during my seventh grade year. As the year progressed, I started to open up more and more. I became friends with the guys in my class, and I became a “class clown.” People started to like me because I was sarcastic, witty, and made jokes. Academically, I did very well. I pretty much had an “A” in English, and I fluctuated between an “A” and a “B” in social