The New Girl
I'm a new student at Hannibal High School this semester. I came from a
little town in Southern Illinois, called Elizabethtown. I had lived there for fourteen
years, before the move. This is the first time I have ever been to different school,
especially one this big. At first, I was thinking I am going to hate this. The school is
So big, everyone is going to be mean, and I won't make any friends in one
Semester, but so far it has been pretty good.
A little bit about my old school, there were only about two-hundred fifty to three-hundred kids in the junior high and high school. The school was one floor that contained head start through twelveth grade in one building. There were eight hours a day, forty-five minute classes. School started at eight twenty and ended at three fifth teen. There are three surrounding towns that go to that school, Elizabethtown, Rosiclare, and Cave-in-Rock. One thing that I thought I liked about the school, that I now realize I don't at all, would be that everyone knows everyone and is in everyone else’s business. Rumors fly like crazy in that school. Now that I have gone to Hannibal High, I realize that my old school is just terrible.
My hometown, Elizabethtown, consisted of about two-hundred and fifty people. Like I said about the school, everyone knows everyone and things get around fast in the town. I grew up in Elizabethtown and thought I would never move anywhere. Everyone I knew and grew up was there and I believed it would be devastating to move away from everyone. When it came down to it, it wasn't that hard. Leaving my family was very hard, but eventually I got over it. I still call and talk to them, once in a while. I talk to my friends all the time, so that isn't that hard.
I moved here because my mother and father were having problems. We, my mother, boyfriend, and I, originally moved to Peoria, Illinois. We had to drive six hours to get there. It was a very long, boring car...
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