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Middle School Narrative
When I was younger, the transition from elementary school to middle school was hard. All I wanted was to be accepted by everyone else because I believed that that was the only way to make friends. I tried to change into the person I thought the other students wanted me to be, instead of having them accept me for who I was. As the year went by, my self confidence got smaller and smaller. This was caused by focusing too much on what the “right” clothes, hairstyles, and shoes to wear were. My definition of “right” was completely different than what it is now. In middle school, I believed that what was “right” was what everyone else was saying, wearing, or doing. This idea in my head completely destroyed me. I had formed a whole different person …show more content…
Almost a year had gone by since I lost the path leading to myself. Over the summer my mom had signed me up to go to a bible study camp. I was opposed to that idea because I did not want to be surrounded by a multitude of strangers. Nevertheless, my parents made me go and I am so grateful they did. While I was at the camp, I had a better time than I thought I would have. Everyday we would wake up early to study the bible and go walk on a small path that widened into a multicolored beach. Beyond that beach was a lake, the far shore a thin line, disappearing into the sunrise. After, we would form small groups of bible studies, only having breaks to eat. Sometimes the time seemed to flow like cement, and I would always check my watch to see if the lesson was over yet. However, on occasion we would learn a lesson that I became interested in and acquired knowledge from. Before this camp I went to church every Sunday and knew the basics about God, but never dug deeper into His word or understood it. The camp made me realize how much more I needed Christ in my life. I also became aware that I needed to feel full acceptance in my life, and that the only way to receive that was through

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