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Personal Narrative: Moving To A Catholic School
Have you ever made a bad decision before but wouldn’t change it if you could. I have made many mistakes but this instance of damaging property is a bit over the top. I was in 7th grade at st.francis desales middle school. It was a catholic school but it was worse than a inner city school as far as students go. My group of friends and I had done stupid things before but this was scary but thrilling at the same time nothing is more thrilling has ever happened.
Breaking school rules never really crossed my mind or even registered in my mind. Going to a catholic school from an early age was a strange experience for me now that I look back on it me a protestant kid in a almost all catholic school never really crossed my mind. But that's what made me who I am I always felt that since I was non catholic the rules didn't to me so maybe that's …show more content…
The real story started with 6th grade in 6th my class mainly the boys acted out a lot so when the 8th graders were learning and using curse words we would to trying to fit in as we all wanted to. Some of my friends and the kids in our group had started doing things besides cursing which included damaging and taking stuff and hiding it and that leads to our story. It was november of 7th i think we had almost complete influence over all of our small middle school. The 8th only had 2 boys and 13 girls so the 8th grade boys hung with us. It was our normal routine make it through all our classes. Get to gym tear stuff up. Our main objective was to have fun not caring what others thought of us nor the consequences of such actions. Thus started the worse day of our lives we to sum things up shortly we finished saying dirty things to the girls and headed to gym. We decided we would play kick ball but soon it became who can kick the hardest i kicked it once and it broke the light. The gym teacher was yelling at us for a while but soon ran in her office crying. After arguing with me and my group of friends. It
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