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My Four Years at Green Hope-Script It’s difficult for me to look back on my four years of high school simply because I have been so driven to move forward in life. For most of the four years I’ve spent at Green Hope, I feel as though there is little to look back upon. My freshman year was riddled with a combination of quiet awkwardness and raw fear. Having been born and raised in the North, I feared that it would be difficult for me to the very different culture and ideology of North Carolina. I wasn’t very far off as I sat quietly in the back of most of my classes simply terrified of saying something wrong. My appearance didn’t help too much either, as I was a skinny teen with glasses, braces, and a mustache that, for some odd reason, I just wouldn’t shave off. I had a few acquaintances and even fewer friends, but I told myself to just keep going and it’ll change. It’s kind of funny as I talk to the kids in my freshman classes who don’t believe I moved here till sophomore or junior year. I think at this point of my life I had mastered the art of invisibility. Sophomore year was much better, though not quite there yet. I still had an element of social awkwardness that had almost been built into my personality at that point, however I was starting to become more comfortable with the school. I lost the braces and finally convinced my parents to get me contacts, which greatly improved my self-appearance, as I watched myself slowly transform from the geeky, socially awkward, outsider, to a more comfortable insider. Then came the summer of my sophomore year. If there was any place where I could specify a shift in personality, it would be here. I spent the better part of my summer at a program called Summer Ventures, where I was able to hang out with some of the coolest, nicest, most amazing people I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. For these 28 days, I had the most fun that I’ve ever had for a long time. I still keep in touch with the friends I made at this program, and I don’t think I’ll be able to forget them. Junior year came next. By some strike of stupidity I decided to take 7 AP classes. It wasn’t all bad, I learned much more about the world I lived in. I worked very hard during this year, which left no space for inhibition. The awkwardness wasn’t really an issue at this stage, as I didn’t think of it. After a while my grades didn’t even bother me. I think I was actually starting to enjoy the material, which leads to two possible conclusions: either I had tricked myself so well into liking what I was doing or I had successfully changed myself Now I’m a senior, almost done with high school. These past four years have been a blur, where I often look back and realize how fast it all went by. Maybe it’s not that I’ve little to look back on my four years, but more that I lumped all of the good memories I’ve had into the single positive experience that is my high school career and just dont realize it. I know I will carry the memories I have had and the ideas I have learned into the next chapter of my life.

Animoto Cause its finally done