As someone who understands the pressure of fitting in, I also understand how difficult it can be. Many people are stereotyped by the way they look, dress, and act. People who often try to fit in with other peers often think they must act and look the same way every body else in that clique do. Sometimes in cliques they are less likely to be themselves and are more characterized by what their other peers’ judge them for.
During my 10 years in Heath City schools, I didn’t have very many friends. It would always seem like those few I did have would always seem to vanish. They would either move away or they would find other people to hang around and just stop talking to me altogether. I could never really understand what I was doing wrong. I just felt like there was something there making me different from others. I often felt like I just didn’t stand out like everybody else.
I was often characterized because I was less talkative than others. Because I was shy I had a hard time fitting in but I could tell that wasn’t all. There was something keeping me. Some reason that I was different from everybody else there at that school.
Even though sometimes when it felt as if I was alone I ended up realizing that I wasn’t. There was usually someone else out there as lonely as I felt. Near the end of 6th grade year I met a real wonderful friend named Thomas. He too had trouble fitting in. Throughout his years at Heath he was always picked on and teased by other students in which I couldn’t understand why, just because he was different. Throughout those years Tom and I had become good friends. Now we are almost like brother and sister. Even with all the stuff Tom dealt with it amazes me that he still stuck in there. He never gave up and in the past June he graduated with honor. He is my model.
For me, last year (my junior year) had turned my whole life around though it seemed. I finally understood how it was to fit in. Because I am going to a different school I feel better about myself. I feel that now I have a place. I have friends who care about me and friends who accept me for me and not judge me because I am different from them. Here I don’t feel like I must become somebody I’m not in order to please people. I am now my own person with my own people. Now I am a senior and I am looking forward to graduating in this upcoming summer of 2009.
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