In the 6th grade I was more worried about fitting in then being myself. I dressed different, barely spoke, and hung out with the sort of people I didnt really care to be friends with. But because of all those things I did I was known as the popular girl, even though everyone who had known me before knew that wasnt true me. I got tired of putting on a fake show so after the first few weeks I quit and started acting like myself again. Everyone who I was hanging out with quit speaking to me, and pretended I no longer existed. All because I didnt dress like them even though I still acted the same.
