Personal Narrative: Moving To School

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super tiny. Strange how perspectives change as you grow older. I had to change school because we moved to another place. It was the Institut Notre-Dame de Bonne Esperance in Braine-Le-Comte, Belgium. I stayed there until my high school graduation, therefore I had a lot of ‘first time’ there. For example, first time I took the bus to go to school alone –that’s a much bigger step than it sounds!-. I never got tired of that school because I had always been well accompanied, my friends remained the same ones for ten years. Speaking of friends, I only had –and still have- a few. Quality over quantity. For some obscure reasons, my relatives always pictured me as being popular, which was/is not the case at all. Honestly, I get easily bored by people
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