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Clark 1

Grace Clark

Mr. Brocato

English 117

10 June 2020

In this essay, I am trying to take a risk and write about something out of my comfort zone. I

want to be able to get my feelings out on a touchy subject.

No one knows the real me. I try to conceal my pain with a fake smile and show off my “perfect

life.” In all honesty, my life is anything but perfect, is anyone’s really? In the past, there have been many

things that have affected the way I trust the world and people. I know how it seems, I am jealous, which I

guess is right. I am jealous girls get to be mean and everyone still loves them. I am jealous that people can

have a fake attitude and every single person assumes they are the nicest people ever. Life is not fair.

I am lonely. A long time ago I realized that everyone just wants to be popular, it is not as fun as it

seems. Yes, you get to hang out with the “cool” kids and you get tons of likes on your Instagram picture.

In the long run, does any of that really matter though? In reality, it feels like People are always there, they

judge your every step. They create tons of drama to make you seem like a terrible person. If you wear a

bad outfit one day or say something wrong they are always there to make fun of you. They complain

about you to everyone and try to make people hate you, then they turn around and act like you guys are

best friends. Does it still seem like fun?

I ask myself why don’t I just get new friends? It’s a simple answer they go through all of this too.

They are always there for me when someone says something mean. Just for people to stop saying mean

things to me I would have to lose the people I care about the most, that is not fair. Our friend group has a

reputation, there are 9 girls who are very flirty and all have very strong personalities. The boys we hang

out with are the ones all the others want to be. They are mean and make jokes that are not nice. They find

people in the school they want to make fun of and they say harsh things about them. I hang out with those

people. Why me? I do not want to make fun of others or say rude things. I don't want a bad reputation.
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These have been my friends since Elementary School. We have been together through everything. My

first kiss, my first real boyfriend. We are not always the mean girl’s people make us out to be. They help

when I am hurting the most. They are always there for me when I need them.

In some people’s eyes, we are the “mean girls,” which I do not see as fair. I always try to talk to

everyone and only say nice things. We are just a group of girls trying to figure our lives out but while

doing that everyone is judging us. People make us seem worse then we are though, we do not

intentionally do anything to anyone else. We do not go up to people and make fun of them.

My friends and I always work through our problems. I guess they are not the real problem with

being popular, it is the other people. It is not just my friends that are watching every step. It is everyone

else in our school they watch me and judge me. They say mean things just to make themselves feel better.

I have been called mean terms that I will not repeat. My friend group gets called incest and I honestly do

not understand why. We do not date our brothers. My mom tells me it is because they are jealous but I

would not see why they would want to be us.

I feel as if I and my friends through all the name-calling have actually become a lot closer. We

have learned to deal with all of our problems. We know now that being mean to each other will not help

us feel better about ourselves. I am finally happy and surprisingly writing this essay has actually brought

me to realize that. I am very grateful for the life I have and I know that everyone goes through hard times

at one point in their life but everyone can and will get through them.

Reflection

I got really emotional writing this because it is on a touchy topic. However, I think I did a good job

putting it all into writing. I found this as a kind of therapeutic way for me to get my emotions out. I

feel as though I may have had a few run-on sentences. But overall, I think I did a good job
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Thinking page:

- I want to write about how I feel about the world

- I am going to start with how people treat me

- In the middle, I will explain how I and my friends aren't as bad as people make us out to be

- In the end, I will show that I realize how my life is great and I wouldn't trade it for the world

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