My 9th Grade Experience

So if you haven’t started high school yet, and your worried about how it’ll be, or if you’ll be lonely or get bullied, your not alone, cause a couple of years ago I was in the exact same place you were, and after I started 9th grade, I quickly hated it, but we’ll get to that later

But before that, when I was in 8th grade, life wasn’t exactly perfect, but it was really really good. Like in Grade 8, I had a couple of close friends, I was recognized by others, I wasn’t bullied, it felt like me and everyone else in my class were just part of a community of sorts. AAAND, then things changed.

Like now looking back on the my transition from elementary to high school, it just reminds me of Inside out, like when Riley left her too-perfect sunshine home and friends to go and live in a rat-infested house, to be lonely and alone, that’s how I felt.

Anyways, the night right before the first day of 9th grade, I was, well, it’s hard to describe. I felt nauseous, I was shaking, couldn’t sleep. and with my siblings already passed out, my parents had to console me to calm down, breathe and hope for the best. But I was not prepared for what was coming.

So many bad things happened that day

So firstly : there were like 2 million other freshmen joining the school, so I could barely even find any of my friends the beginning of the day

Next : since I had absolutely no idea where room 108 was, I asked one of the teachers for help. and he led me to the wrong class, also they gave out the schedules in your homeroom class, and since I was in the wrong class, guess who didn’t get their schedule? Me

Then : God knows how, but I eventually found my actual next class and I listened to a teacher explain the syllabus

After that : But then the worst part of the day came, lunch. Now you might be thinking, oh lunch that would be the time that you find your firends, so at least your not suffering this painful day alone. But nope, my once close best friends, who I knew for over a long time, compleatly ignored me. Like they saw me and purposely looked away and went somewhere else. Honestly, I had to hold in my tears in, cause they were the one thing making me excited about this whole new school thing and now I didn’t even have them. And, we stayed like that for month’s on end. So naturally, I ate lunch alone in the caf. Think about this, I wen’t from playing UNO and hangman and doing other fun stuff during lunch which I did for almost forever, to sitting in huge a room filled with people, completely alone, eating my soggy sandwich for an hour (also I didn’t have a phone at that time)

I was going through a hard time

Also I was kinda short when I started high school. I remember once in 9th grade, I was walking up the stairs and some other guys were walking downstairs, and after we passed by each other, one guy told his friend (very loudly)

“Why do the 9th graders this year look like their in grade 4?”

that hurt.

Another thing I can remember is that, since my family lived really far from the high school, my parents got me a driver

(heh, I’m rich, no I’m not)

Anyways, the driver was pretty cool guy and he did his job,

EXCEPT!

once I was waiting in the pick up area and I was just watching people leaving one by one, until finally, I was the only one left

and I waited a really long time, in the cold fall weather, waiting for him to come. and he just didn’t

Soo, I had to walk ALL the way home, passing by at least 12 different neighborhoods and several different roads,

I’m not even exaggerating, by the time I reached my home, it was dark outside and the odd thing was, my parents and siblings barely even cared about the fact that I just came home, like 3 hours late.

Like I’m sweating and freezing at the same when I get home, and everyone’s like

“Oh hey how’s school?”

“Not good”