Change

There are times when having to experience something new can be very nerve-wracking. A memory that I will solely never forget is the day where I had to transfer from school to school. I was already in my second year in high school, and I had a pretty close relationship with my friends I’ve met from freshman year. Coming home from school, I received a letter from the district regarding students who are living outside of the city attending city schools. They were currently trying to find students who lived outside the city but attended city schools. Eventually, most students who lived outside the city got caught including me. The district gave me a choice, whether to attend another high school in the city that wasn’t filled or attend the school near my residential area. I decided to stay in the city, because I didn’t want to have to leave all my friends. Luckily, the school I’ve chosen was right near the original school I attended. The first day felt disastrous because I didn’t know anyone in the school. I felt like an outsider, everyone was a stranger to me. When I first entered the building I felt a weird spine-chilling feeling, because everything was new to me. Having to go through the experience of meeting new people, and starting new friendships was hard because everyone already had their own cliques. However, my expectations were absolutely wrong. Every class I attended, they all welcomed me warmly. I felt like I was already part of the school, it made me feel comfortable and also allowed me to meet many new people. I eventually graduated from that school, and I’m glad to say that the people I’ve met thru the past years are very important to me. Having to go through such a change, made me realize that change isn’t so bad after all.