AP Lang Bit

    We need to Care.

 

     Now, that's not the best title, but give me a moment to enlighten you. When I first attended Eaglecrest, it was one of the hardest school relocations I've ever had to go through. At my old school I was at the top of my game socially, rarely felt alone, and I liked it that way. I'm an extrovert and people jazz me up. When I had to move I was sad, but ready to see what this new place would bring me. I wasn't going down without a fight.

Well, let's just say EHS metaphorically broke all my ribs and dislocated my shoulders.

     School became a somewhat torturous activity. I walked around school with my head held high, but not feeling the confidence I pretended to have. Why? Nobody cared. Nobody cared about the girl who sat in the corner and waited for everyone to leave so she could eat without feeling self-conscious. Who wilted when people stared at her, when the only person who sat by her was doing it for a psychology experiment. I was desperate, I walked up to people I didn't know, would talk to them, they seem cool. The next day, it was like I had never spoken to them. My presence wasn't acknowledged.

    Thankfully, this isn't the end of the story. I eventually made friends and don't worry about the things I did back then. Moral of the story is that if I was in a different place, if I wasn't as stubborn as I was to make friends, something bad might've happened. I might have done something I regretted. I might have given up. And why would that have happened?

Nobody cares. That message is screamed at you through the halls. In the lunchroom. In class.

    Is this the message you want to send? Is this what people want to think of the student body when they leave EHS? I'd bet good money that my audience that I'm writing to doesn't want people to think that. Then, make the change. Set a trend. Sit by that girl wearing funky boots and ask her how she's doing.

Care. If you don't, God knows no one else will.