Selvidge Junior HIgh
My first day at Selvidge was a tough one. As I reflect on this time a lot of emotions come up. It was a traumatic (little "t") event in my life no doubt. On the first day my mom dropped off my sister and me at our the school in the drop off lane. I walked into the school with Dana and we went into the gym together. Once we got into the gym I don't remember separating from Dana but I do remember that I has to go to the bleachers by myself. I remember walking up the bleachers and sitting down alone and then I specifically remember holding back tears. I'm not sure exactly where the tears came from. No one was mean to me. No one acknowledged me either. And that is where some of the tears came from. I was a nobody. Other students had friends from their elementary school but I didn't. I knew my sister and that was all. (I wonder what it must have been like for Eric to go to elementary school all by himse...