No friends Very lonely No one likes me The household that I came from was not very good or positive. My father was not around very much, and not for work. Even though we lived with him. I had just moved to poughkeepsie when i was 10yr old. I was in 5th grade at violet avenue elementary school. At this time, I had no friends and was not seen as an ordinary kid. People made rumors about me, not to mention that I had severe anger problems. I always kept to myself, did not really talk to anyone. Always got into fights which made my situation a lot worse. Their was a time when all my peers watched me provoke a fight, out of anger. The kid got severely hurt. In retrospect, it was very embarrassing and now i know that it was the wrong to do. …show more content…
Eventually I graduated elementary school. Due to my behavior going into Haviland Middle school i was put into special needs classes. Still I felt that I had no friends,very lonely, and no one liked me. The reason why I had no friends is because i had abandoning issues. I did not really want to talk to anyone is because I was really afraid that someone would give me that abandoning feeling again. Being very lonely was not easy to deal with. I chose to be lonely because I liked to keep to myself. Also I had a hard time trusting others because of my issues, so I kept pushing anyone away that would tried to communicate with me including teachers. Now kids did not like me because i moped over my problems in school. I also had a derogatory dominor. So I was seen as the weirdo in school, also adding the rumors. Although there was one child in particular that would not give up trying to communicate with me (get my attention). All I can was ignoring him, I kept hearing my name constantly everyday the same time and at the same place. The kids name was Jack. Everyday that kept calling my name, on the stairway everyday. But all I have done was ignoring him, I looked back every time my name was called and
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I looked different, and was treated differently. I was often bullied for who I was and thought the best way to make it stop, was to fit in. I started wearing similar clothing, walking, talking and acting like the kids around me. I had lost whom I was, was no better assimilated, and was still picked on. I had enough.
and didn't speak English, I barely knew what "A,B,C,D" was, didn't have much friends and had low grades. I hated being treated special so I decided to learn more English, started talking to them and tried to make a lot of friends and last I spent most of my time studying hard. I made
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This one second grader started to get on my nerves so I told him to shut up and he told me to make so I went up to him and kicked him in the shin. He ran up and then told on me so I went hiding in the tubes on the playground. It took them a while to find me since I was in such a good hiding spot. Then when they found me I was I knew I was gonna be in big trouble.
Loneliness is so much more than being by yourself, or thinking you only have your self. It leads to more serious problems like depression or sadness. When you feel isolated from the world and you feel like you only have your self, your mind becomes over whelmed with feelings of hurt and abandonment. You start to question yourself and ask your self things like, “What’s wrong with me, why am I not good enough, and why can’t I just be happy?” I have depression and it’s a struggle at times.
Earlier I went to the store and he followed me, I went to school and he would torment me because we went to the same exact school. I had just moved to this town, and lived alone in a basement of an apartment building. Every day I go to work at a bowling alley/dinner and go to to school at Bradley Elementary School. I do this every day to earn money and have a good education.
So when it comes to friendship people often think of people that have each others backs. They stick by each others sides through all the tough times and depressing experiences, as well as having a good time when in each others presence. The Definition given by www.yourdictionary.com for friendship is " a relationship between people who like each other and enjoy each other's company. " This Definition is very vague and as such the following scenario will put it to the test. _____________________________________________________________________________________ Your good friend has just confessed to you something you have been suspecting for a while: he (or she) is addicted to hard drugs (say, heroin or meth) and (or) prescriptions drugs.
During P.E class in my fourth grade year, Adria had smashed my head into the bleachers. We were getting ready to play dodge ball my favorite game in P.E. I was very happy that day too because I was going over to my best friend Gage’s house after school. We were sitting up in the bleacher waiting for Mr. B to pick teams and I was bored so I started to mess with Adria.
I remember when I was in kindergarten and I stabbed a pencil on someone because of bullying. It felt good at first because I thought what I did was right but the aftermath did the job on me instead. I felt guilty and angry with myself because I’ve done something horrible just for a small reason. I thought I disgraced my own belief of kindness towards others with violence. I later regretted doing it
In many cases, students dislike going to school, especially if they have had a dreadful experience. Whether they have been bullied, having difficulties with their academics, or just plainly dissatisfied with what their school has to offer to them; nearly every student is struggling within the school system. However, a significant group of children located in the North Shore community are granted an amazing, one-on-one education at New England Academy. Fortunately, I was included and accepted into this selective group. The knowledge, skills, and opportunity that New England Academy has provided me, throughout my high school years, has impacted my way on how to approach the world for my transition into college and the vast, bright future ahead.
I began school at the age of three; I don’t remember any of it but according to my mother I was a very smart girl and had already learned how to read and somewhat write, so the school system sent me to first grade, I was always the youngest yet taller kid in the classroom. It was the worst. After fifth grade the school system did not allow me to take sixth grade and moved me on to seven grade, I thought that was the greatest thing
I felt that I never really belonged anywhere. I recall coming home from school and just wanting to go to room in the dark and sleep for the rest of the day. I was miserable in school. I hated my subjects, I was bad at talking to people because I was so
I’ve always been the kind of person that thrives in the happiness of others. I inherit the mood of those around me, and when it isn’t a mood I like, I try and change it. Sometimes I would go too far though, and end up making the situation worse or making myself feel useless. That is why I think that the best way to achieve happiness with yourself, and give happiness to the people around you is to give it all you’ve got, but never more than you have left to give because if you give too much, you will lose yourself in the process. I was never a very popular kid when I was young.
Sometimes I felt lonely. But, fortunately, I had some good friends who grown up with me. My parents worked in a state-owned factory, and my friends were children of coworkers of my parents who lived in the same community. We knew each other in the elementary school. We had