So, a little bit of backstory first (and by a a bit, I mean get comfortable):
As some of you know already, I'm 13. I'm in 7th grade at a K-8 school in some tiny town. Technically, it's not even a town. It's classified as a village. I live in a fucking village. Although the rule isn't really followed anymore, technically, black people aren't allowed in the town. That's how fucked up the village is.
The school's tiny, too. I mean, it only has 70 students.
Basically, I live in the middle of nowhere, which also happens to be RIGHT in the middle of the bible belt (Missouri). It really doesn't help that I'm atheist. Being Christian is fine, believe in whatever you want, but you don't have to force it down everybody's throats.
I've been at this school for 8 years now (K-7). That's the majority of my life, especially when you consider my earliest memory is from when I was four. I've only had one full, really conscious year of my life that I haven't been at school. Since this is a small school, literally everybody in 8th grade is my friend (which is 8 people). I've known these people for practically my whole life, with the exception of someone who came to this school when I was in 3rd grade (funnily enough, this is when I really started becoming a huge nerd), and he's actually my best friend. He's sort of a nerd too. He loves anime, like me. And he's trans. Now, think about that for a second. He's a transgender nerd in a tiny, back-ass, hillbilly, Christian conservative, technology-illiterate, anti-LGBT rights, black-hating village. Just like me, minus the trans part. Yeah, he doesn't exactly fit in all that well.
I'd like to go off on a tangent on just how bad this village is. Oh wait, I already did. Well, I'm doing it again. It's that bad. I entered kindergarten with 5 other students. One came, then another, and then they both left around the same time. In first grade, somebody came here that has came and went at least 10 times throughout the years (her family is unstable and she had to move constantly :/). Throughout the years, the number of people in my grade has fluctuated. The highest it has ever reached was 8. Those were great times, actually. I had really great friends in my grade. Now, there are 3 people in my grade. Earlier in the year, there were only 2. 2 people in one grade. I don't know if I'm mistaken or something, but I think that's fucking ridiculous. It's not like this is some private school where having very little students is normal; it's a public school. Anybody can go to it. The number of students in 8th grade has changed too, though not as much. One girl just moved in 4th grade (I didn't know her much anyway), and a guy kept coming and leaving (a sibling to that girl that kept coming and leaving that I mentioned earlier). To reiterate, there's currently 3 7th graders and 8 8th graders. This school groups grades (1 & 2 share a room, so do 3 & 4, etc.), so there are 11 students in my room. It's been a lot lower. I should also mention we don't have different rooms for different subjects, except for Art & Music (which are in the same room). I'm bringing up people coming and leaving because it is always because this school is terrible (except for the girl and boy with and unstable family). Trust me, I've made sure.
I think that about covers it.
Now, I've known these 8th graders for my whole life. I'd go far as to say that they've raised me almost as much as my own mom, especially two of the girls and my nerd friend. The two girls are the reason I'm about 45% extrovert now. They've really made a difference in my life.
And now they're graduating.
The graduation ceremony was yesterday. Of course, I went. And obviously, I cried. A lot. And I rarely cry.
The last day of school is next Monday, so it's really soon. It will probably be the last time I ever get to see them, except in passing glances. I'll be at the same high school as them, so I guess I'll have 3 years of passing glances and talking to each other between classes for a few minutes. But after that... they're gone. I'll be off doing whatever somewhere else (I really don't want to stay in Missouri), and they'll have their own life and jobs. Maybe I'll see a couple of them once, but that'll be a miracle. I guess reunions are a way we could all meet again, but those don't last forever. But really, the last time I'll get to really talk to them, really have a conversation with them, will be Monday. It's really just depressing. These people shaped my fucking life. I consider them my family!
But I guess everybody has to move on eventually.
I'm becoming an adult. Childhood will be over soon.
I could go on and on until this text won't even fit into my RAM, but if you'll excuse me, I'm really tired, and my laptop battery is at 7%.
Thanks for reading my huge wall of text. Good night.
EDIT: I didn't have time/forgot to write one the reasons I'm as depressed as I am.
Currently, there are three people in my grade, 7th grade. One moved to Missouri from Texas about two months ago, and another started going to this school when we were in 5th grade. All the people in my grade that I entered school with are gone. The Texas one is going to a different Missouri school in the summer, and the other one is moving away during summer vacation.
How much is 3 - 2? Last I checked, it's 1. That 1 person is me.
I'll be the only 8th grader next year.
What the fuck will I do for the 8th grade field trip and the graduation ceremony? Both of these things require multiple students for planning. I mean, I'll have other now-6th-graders to keep me company, but 8th grade is very different in the activities they do.
Also, thanks, FAST6191, I've taken that into consideration. We may be able to hang out occasionally, but I'll still have to move on eventually. Thanks for commenting.
As some of you know already, I'm 13. I'm in 7th grade at a K-8 school in some tiny town. Technically, it's not even a town. It's classified as a village. I live in a fucking village. Although the rule isn't really followed anymore, technically, black people aren't allowed in the town. That's how fucked up the village is.
The school's tiny, too. I mean, it only has 70 students.
Basically, I live in the middle of nowhere, which also happens to be RIGHT in the middle of the bible belt (Missouri). It really doesn't help that I'm atheist. Being Christian is fine, believe in whatever you want, but you don't have to force it down everybody's throats.
I've been at this school for 8 years now (K-7). That's the majority of my life, especially when you consider my earliest memory is from when I was four. I've only had one full, really conscious year of my life that I haven't been at school. Since this is a small school, literally everybody in 8th grade is my friend (which is 8 people). I've known these people for practically my whole life, with the exception of someone who came to this school when I was in 3rd grade (funnily enough, this is when I really started becoming a huge nerd), and he's actually my best friend. He's sort of a nerd too. He loves anime, like me. And he's trans. Now, think about that for a second. He's a transgender nerd in a tiny, back-ass, hillbilly, Christian conservative, technology-illiterate, anti-LGBT rights, black-hating village. Just like me, minus the trans part. Yeah, he doesn't exactly fit in all that well.
I'd like to go off on a tangent on just how bad this village is. Oh wait, I already did. Well, I'm doing it again. It's that bad. I entered kindergarten with 5 other students. One came, then another, and then they both left around the same time. In first grade, somebody came here that has came and went at least 10 times throughout the years (her family is unstable and she had to move constantly :/). Throughout the years, the number of people in my grade has fluctuated. The highest it has ever reached was 8. Those were great times, actually. I had really great friends in my grade. Now, there are 3 people in my grade. Earlier in the year, there were only 2. 2 people in one grade. I don't know if I'm mistaken or something, but I think that's fucking ridiculous. It's not like this is some private school where having very little students is normal; it's a public school. Anybody can go to it. The number of students in 8th grade has changed too, though not as much. One girl just moved in 4th grade (I didn't know her much anyway), and a guy kept coming and leaving (a sibling to that girl that kept coming and leaving that I mentioned earlier). To reiterate, there's currently 3 7th graders and 8 8th graders. This school groups grades (1 & 2 share a room, so do 3 & 4, etc.), so there are 11 students in my room. It's been a lot lower. I should also mention we don't have different rooms for different subjects, except for Art & Music (which are in the same room). I'm bringing up people coming and leaving because it is always because this school is terrible (except for the girl and boy with and unstable family). Trust me, I've made sure.
I think that about covers it.
Now, I've known these 8th graders for my whole life. I'd go far as to say that they've raised me almost as much as my own mom, especially two of the girls and my nerd friend. The two girls are the reason I'm about 45% extrovert now. They've really made a difference in my life.
And now they're graduating.
The graduation ceremony was yesterday. Of course, I went. And obviously, I cried. A lot. And I rarely cry.
The last day of school is next Monday, so it's really soon. It will probably be the last time I ever get to see them, except in passing glances. I'll be at the same high school as them, so I guess I'll have 3 years of passing glances and talking to each other between classes for a few minutes. But after that... they're gone. I'll be off doing whatever somewhere else (I really don't want to stay in Missouri), and they'll have their own life and jobs. Maybe I'll see a couple of them once, but that'll be a miracle. I guess reunions are a way we could all meet again, but those don't last forever. But really, the last time I'll get to really talk to them, really have a conversation with them, will be Monday. It's really just depressing. These people shaped my fucking life. I consider them my family!
But I guess everybody has to move on eventually.
I'm becoming an adult. Childhood will be over soon.
I could go on and on until this text won't even fit into my RAM, but if you'll excuse me, I'm really tired, and my laptop battery is at 7%.
Thanks for reading my huge wall of text. Good night.
EDIT: I didn't have time/forgot to write one the reasons I'm as depressed as I am.
Currently, there are three people in my grade, 7th grade. One moved to Missouri from Texas about two months ago, and another started going to this school when we were in 5th grade. All the people in my grade that I entered school with are gone. The Texas one is going to a different Missouri school in the summer, and the other one is moving away during summer vacation.
How much is 3 - 2? Last I checked, it's 1. That 1 person is me.
I'll be the only 8th grader next year.
What the fuck will I do for the 8th grade field trip and the graduation ceremony? Both of these things require multiple students for planning. I mean, I'll have other now-6th-graders to keep me company, but 8th grade is very different in the activities they do.
Also, thanks, FAST6191, I've taken that into consideration. We may be able to hang out occasionally, but I'll still have to move on eventually. Thanks for commenting.
