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Waking Up Narrative

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I usually hate waking up early for school. I’m probably one of the young writers on this website that still goes to high school but that’s not important. What is important is that I’m not really hating this morning as much. Why? Because my promised day has come, It’s the day I go to my first Gay-straight Alliance leadership summit. Yesterday I spent my time freaking out trying to get everyone to turn in their signed field trip forms. It’s my big day and I still have some stressing to do because I need to get someone to turn in their form. I ask my mom to drive me to school today, I don’t want to risk coming late because of my bus driver. The ride to school is a blur, all I care about is getting to school, screw the small talk. I’m finally at …show more content…

Our bus isn’t packed we’ve got one other GSA with us, I don’t talk to any of them, sadly I am a bit shallow and there aren’t any cute boys. The ride is short and soon we arrive at SunServe. I’m deathly afraid, so many people congregated in one place makes me nervous but I’ve got people I know with me so it’s going to be fine. The rest of this goes on in an incredibly boring fashion, they have a few cool guest speakers. Then we have breakout sessions, my first session is a discussion on what gender is, surprisingly I went to go get tested for HIV. While waiting I met a lesbian and another fellow gay, we we’re fast friends, the topic of choice was actually how we came to get numbers off the opposite sex. She gave me her kik and shortly after that I decided to leave and go back to my session. The next session is about my rights as a gay student, I actually found this part to be very enlightening and figured out what a gender neutral bathroom is. For such a long time I never knew and from the sounds of it, it seemed like trans-teens just go use the staff bathroom, no qualms on this

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