All my life people tell me that I am too weird. Later on people stopped being my friend and went to find others. Though this was difficult for me, I still had myself, even though I was weird. I started developing my art skills when I was alone. This attracted friends because they thought I was a good artist. Then I discovered that they were only using me for my good skills to get good grades on posters, power points, and anything that involved art. In the ned of 5th grade and throughout middle school, I gained friends. I didn't change my "weirdness" or "craziness." I accepted friends and if they left, I knew that it wasn't my fault and that I wasn't going to change for the people that didn't care. Now I have increased my "weirdness" and expressed myself in every way! - middle school student, NC
