Sophomore Day Narrative

Sophomore year was off to a rough start. To begin with, my old friend group split up leaving me in the dust. Their loss. I was alone most of the time depending on my team friends, the girls that do gymnastics with me, to hang out with. I have plenty of school friends, but outside of school, we don’t even talk. I was getting annoyed of the hierarchical society at RMHS, and believed I was the only one that saw it. Wrong. I later found a whole group of stunning friends that believed in me and had similar views. “Wow, this is amazing” was the thought circling around my head every time I was with these sweet damsels. These girls were so wonderful, they even wanted to attend my next gymnastics meet! Luckily for them, and me, they could not attend my competition at Hersey High school due to the white fog that has surrounded the whole Chicago tri-state area, a blizzard. The bus left at 4:15, like every other meet so far. Little did I know this meet was going to be different. As I walked into the bright orange gym, looking to the stands to

I took a negative situation and converted it to a positive. Being told by many more superior than I, “my competition season was over”, caused a spark to ignite inside of me. The spark led to my determination to prove them wrong- future lawyer right here!. Truly the only person that could decide my fate would be me, and I disagreed with all those who declared I couldn’t. Originally despair clouded my view on life, later realizing I put that sadness around me, I altered my view and began embracing the negative. From the sadness of being dumped by my besties, to breaking my leg, I realized that these struggles don’t define me, the way I boomerang back does. I can control how I feel and when I feel it, but I can not change the future, however, I can change how I react to