Changes

     "Ring, Ring, Ring." The bell rang and students poored out of the school. Before taking my last steps out of middle school I made sure to give every single one of my teachers a hug. Many of them got teary eyed and I eveen remember myself getting quite emotional. All that came to mind was the fact that I was not going to be at the top of the pyramid anymore or know anyone when high school starts. As a freshman, I think it's safe to say that it kind of stinks going to school everyday knowing nobody notices you and you are being looked down on. It feels as if the four years spent in middle school were wasted because it always felt great to have the lower classmen try and be like you. Now I deal with the really big kids: sophtmores, juniors, and seniors! When thinking about my middle school years (especially eighth grade) it makes me sad because I know I can't go back. That's when I realized that living to the fullest is the best way to look at life.