Personal Narrative: Fourteen, My Freshman Year Of High School
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Fourteen, your freshman year of high school. Being a fourteen year old in a school full of four hundred other students can be very overwhelming. When the first upperclassmen talks to you , you think it is the best thing in the world.
Me and my “mistake” jumped into things way too fast. I only knew him for three weeks before I thought it was a grand idea to date him. Things were great for a very long time , we were always happy and spending a lot of time together even went to his junior prom together. We spent three long years together full of laughs, tears, four trips to florida and two proms. A Lot of things change in just one year, all of his ambitions for going to college and having a job just fell apart. He was twenty years old before