The Scariest Part of High School.

High school: probably one of the most hated times throughout anyone’s life.

My name’s Caitlin, a fifteen year old, inspired to be a journalist. I’m in my sophomore year of high school. The time when people expect me to know what I want to do with my life. I get the repeated questions of, “What college do you want to attend?”, “What job do you want?”, “where do you plan to live?” I could personally answer those questions with no thought. Journalism. The University of Pittsburgh. Arizona. Yes, I could give you the answers, but I’m terrified of those questions. The truth is, I’m scared ,that being a fifteen year old in high school, something somewhere along the way will go wrong.

Growing up I did not have the best grades, or even cared for a matter of fact. My home life was not the best, I know people have it worse, but for me it was the worst. I focused more on that life rather than trying to make myself better than I had it. However, whenever I got to high school, that all changed. I want something better with my life now. I avoid as much of the regular high school drama as i can. I realized what kind of job i wanted because I truly enjoy writing. I also enjoy photography. My goal in life is to become a photo/journalist.

The dark side of that dream is school. The stress, the distractions, the multiple panic attacks I’ve had over the years. I could not tell you how many times I sat there, staring at a blank page. That one essay due the next day. Keep in mind this was a 100 point overnight essay. I broke down. I could not do it. My teacher let me have the next day for half credit. I pulled it together and got spit done. Whenever she gave it back to me it had a 100 on it. She gave me full credit, because to her it was perfect.

I sit here now in my homeroom, writing this. I turned in two essays this week, no problem. That doesn’t mean I’m not as scared as I was a year ago. If anything I’m more than scared, I’m terrified. I have a future to fight for now. That’s the scariest part of high school I think. The pressure for your future. Whether you’re doing something with you’re life, or not. You get so scared. I want to do something with my life and make it the best it possibly can get.

Because of that, I’m terrified.

-CTD

November 23, 2016 9:28 A.M