Where I Belong

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The first day of school during my freshman year
I didn’t know what to expect from my 600 peers.
We started the day with an assembly to welcome
The unfamiliar students from the schools we’d come from.

Knowing I had fifth hour lunch, it said on the sheet,
I searched for my old friends, but wanted to cry.
They were nowhere to be found and I was incomplete.
I panicked and asked myself who will I sit by?

Walking to lunch seemed like forever
All I hoped for was a familiar face in the array
I always had friends to lean on but never
Did I think I it would come to this day

Most tables were full except for a few
I went to the one with the most people I knew.
There was a mixture of girls: some preps, some jocks, some cheerleaders
But none of my closest friends

I needed to be comforted but could not be filled
By all these new students I personally didn’t know.
Talking to everyone was really a thrill
They turned out to be my good friends and they could always will.

By the end of that day, I had found my group
And now I had peers to relate to and get the scoop
High school can be hard especially discovering friendships
But I now realize, I am where I belong





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PK4evr This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 2, 2009 at 11:37 pm
Ahhhh, high school is a great experience. :). Not everyone makes friends that easily though, but relationships that are really meaningful can be made in high school and hopefully last a lifetime :D
 
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