Waking Up In High School

Many teenagers don’t know how their early school years will effect their future. Today, the average trash man must have at least a high school education and I'm pretty sure many want to be more than a trash man. These were the things I neglected to think about my 7th grade year until I almost failed. "It doesn’t matter where you are, you are no where compared to where you can go."-Bob Proctor

In elementary school I was always an honor role student, I loved waking up in the morning, greeting my teachers, singing and dancing with my peers and my favorite part about that time was nap time. It was when I moved to Raleigh, North Carolina that I began to have a different look on school. When I moved it was the end of 5th grade I was shy and

I always told myself that one day I would be doing hair for the most popular people and everyone would want me to be their hairstylist. Well one day over the summer I decided to have my hair shaved on one side and I curled the other. When I went to walk to the store from my mothers house a girl named Mariah stopped and told me how much she loved my hair. I couldn’t believe it! We started talking and we found out we lived across the road from each other. Mariah and I didn’t become close friends then but, we greeted each other from time to time. On July 4th my mother had a cookout and I invited Mariah to see what type of person she was and she was someone I thought I could be cool with. Eventually, Mariah and I we best friends. We went thru a whole school year of being close but, we soon started to bring the bad out in each other. The summer of 6th going to 7th grade I began sneaking out the house to go hang with Mariah and some other acquaintances. Everyone knew my love for

Friends will not get you far in life, you will. so, I began to fall in love with school and fell back from hanging out. I never wanted to feel that feeling I felt when I read that letter and saw my grades again. I wanted the graduate high school and make something out of myself . I moved in 8th grade to come to my hometown in Georgetown, SC and have a fresh start. It seemed that when I came back all of my old morals and goals came back as well, I had to finish school the right way. From 8th grade to now, the 11th, I think that I have been doing good. I haven't been skipping school or from my house and I'm also an early graduate. I feel that me getting caught really helped me get my mind together and without that who knows where would I be