Narrative Essay About Middle School

For most people, Middle School was their most embarrassing time, but for me, it was when I started uncovering my true interests. I’m not saying I didn’t embarrass myself because I did; I started two YouTube channels (neither of them became successful), the peace sign and duck face combination was my signature pose, and I thought I was way cooler than I actually was (yes, I know that hasn’t changed). Despite being an embarrassing human being, I had a lot of fun, and I made a lot of good memories. To start, in sixth grade, I became a cheerleader. I loved it. I loved hanging out with the older girls and the boys on the basketball team, but once I developed older friends, a lot of people in my class started to get annoyed with me. A lot of the older girls I thought I was friends with weren’t the nicest, but I only realized that once we were done cheering for the year. I still liked most of the older people in the middle school, and I remember I had the biggest crush on an eighth grader who was super talented at everything; he sang in all of the school musicals and he was incredibly smart, but he didn’t like me

I was expecting eighth grade to be exactly like seventh, just better. However, I was wrong. Two weeks into the school year, my mom came into my room wanting to talk to me; I was annoyed because a show I wanted to watch was about to come on, but I let her come in anyways. I wasn’t expecting what she would say next because I never expected to move until I was in college. The only thing I remember saying was that I hated my mom, yelling that in her face, and I have beat myself up about it ever since, but I didn’t know what to say. All of my friends were in Cerro Gordo, not any place we’d move to. I loved our house, and I didn’t want to leave. I loved having three dogs, and I didn’t want to only have two. Everything was changing, and I didn’t know why… Eventually, I found out the reason for everything that was