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Narration

 

            Moving to a new environment and adjusting to a new school is a dreadful experience for almost everyone, especially for myself. In the middle of my freshman year of high school, I moved to Warner Robins and enrolled at Warner Robins High School. On my first day of school, I asked a student where the main office was located and with the directions given, I ended up in the band room on the second floor. I was constantly ridiculed because of my frizzy hair and short figure. One guy told me that I reminded him of his Ciao a, and for about a week students walked by me and said " Yo quiero taco bell." A girl in my economics class told me that I was ugly and that maybe a little bit of make up might help. It was very hard to make friends because my peers had already developed "clicks." It seemed like everyone had been best friends since kindergarten. When the lunch bell rang, I went straight to the bathroom and hid in one of the stalls until lunch was over, because I was afraid of eating by myself. I did not talk to anyone until almost a month after I started attending Warner Robins High. .
             Then one day during lunch, I met a girl named Sabrina in the bathroom, and she asked me why I was always in the bathroom. I told her it was because people made fun of me and I didn't want to eat by myself. Sabrina assured me that I was nothing to be made fun of and invited me to sit at her lunch table. She became my very first friend in Georgia. .
             Sabrina taught me how to ignore the childish comments and helped me to believe I was a beautiful person. She showed me how to wear make up and how to straighten my hair. She helped me to be outgoing and helped me to gain the confidence I needed to get through high school. Sabrina believed in me like no one else ever had. .
             By my junior year in high school, I had become this person I was comfortable with, pretty, charming, with an average grade point average. I"d made more friends by that time and although Sabrina and I were not as close as we were, we remained friends and hung out when we could.


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