Personal Narrative Essay

It’s 5:30 AM. The alarm beeps at a steady pace as Cassandra slowly awakens. She slammed the snooze button, and let out a groan. Cassandra didn’t hate mornings, or waking up, but she did hate school.
No amount motivational phrases, or stupid metaphors about life could get her to feel good about school. In Cas’s eyes, it’s like a prison. The funny thing is, she used to love school. Her teachers were nice, she got good grades, and most of all, she finally felt like she fit in somewhere. That is, until she got a little older. The teachers stopped caring, the workload went up, and her best friend, Avery Peters, moved away in 6th grade. Now, Cas’s love for school has diminished. She hates her teachers, she hates her classes, and she hates the pukish-orange lockers she has to see everyday.
But what’s worse than school itself? The other students. God, the

She fits into the sea of other students who are just trying to survive school. But the thing that set her apart from the other outcasts is that she doesn’t have any genuine friends. The problem with having only one friend throughout the years is that losing them can really take a toll on your social life. Cas and Avery were a package. If you were friends with Avery, you were friends with Cas too. Once Avery left, Cas quickly lost those bandwagon acquaintances, and found that she was on her own. Without Avery, she had hit rock bottom with friends. Sure, they’d talk via chat room, but Avery has made plenty of other friends at her new school. Their friendship has diluted into nothing but acquaintances now, and once and awhile she’ll see Avery with her new best friend on Instagram. Every since she saw her with “Natalie,” she’s gained a newfound hatred for other humans. Avery always told her that being alone is better than having bad company, but Cas still yearns for a real, genuine friend. Someone who she can hangout with, someone who cares about her. But right now, Cas wants to go back to