Personal Narrative: Depression In Middle School

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In middle school, many people would have described me as someone who worried about school more than I was supposed to; and they were right. Upon entering high school, I was as excited as a freshman girl could be. But all that excitement faded away as quickly as it had grown on me. Bullies were something I never thought I’d had to deal with; but high school proved me wrong. As I continued to grow insecure over my appearance, coming from a low income family, and even my Hispanic heritage I got swallowed into a terrible darkness called depression. I had little motivation to live, and education, which meant everything to me before, became linked to school where all the bullying and insecurities had flourished. I still managed to get decent grades