Personal Narrative: My Life At Delta Middle School
Aisha and I met each other in the 5th grade when we were both placed at the back of the class. She is now a sophomore at Aspire Langston Hughes Academy. Aisha is a 16 years old Pakistani girl who lives with her parents and younger brother She has with wavy purple-magenta hair reminiscent of candy. She speaks with a slight accent and is quite overdramatic. I’ve known for 6 years now. The reason Aisha and I are still extremely close is because we went through the same hardships during our late elementary school years, and she was the only person who kept me alive and sane in middle school and high school. We became good friends during the 5th and 6th grade when we were both bullied by the same person claiming to be our friend. She would emotionally blackmail us, manipulating our emotions and perception. During the 6th grade, she took advantage of our fear and turned us against each other. Telling us that the other person was lying or that the other person was going to get us in trouble or expelled. We eventually made up after a week upon realizing that it was her that was lying. To deal
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I had my eye set on Delta Middle College High School. With a whole packet of paperwork and trying to get transcripts and record together, I became stressed out. Me getting into Middle College was my chance to make my parents proud of me. My self-confidence depended on me getting accepted. Sadly, the plan I had did not play out and I was rejected. That plunged me into a deep depression over the 2 month break and was constantly teetering over the edge. I stayed inside my room, not talking to anyone and ignored my family who were disappointed very in me. The only person I talked to was Aisha, who kept telling me that McNair was an okay school to be in. I don’t regret going to McNair now. I’m relaxed and content with myself so far and I’m more than grateful that she was
I had my eye set on Delta Middle College High School. With a whole packet of paperwork and trying to get transcripts and record together, I became stressed out. Me getting into Middle College was my chance to make my parents proud of me. My self-confidence depended on me getting accepted. Sadly, the plan I had did not play out and I was rejected. That plunged me into a deep depression over the 2 month break and was constantly teetering over the edge. I stayed inside my room, not talking to anyone and ignored my family who were disappointed very in me. The only person I talked to was Aisha, who kept telling me that McNair was an okay school to be in. I don’t regret going to McNair now. I’m relaxed and content with myself so far and I’m more than grateful that she was