Nine schools. I have been to nine schools. I am 14 years old, 15 in July and I have been to nine. A normal kid goes to about four to five schools in their life. But me, I have been to nine. Which I find really ridiculous, but it’s not like I had anything to do with it. At least, I don’t think I did.

I was born in Las Vegas, Nevada and I’ve lived there until I was eight years old. Then I moved to Leander Texas. I went to about two or three schools when I lived in Nevada. When I moved to Texas, I went to seven schools. I went to three in Leander, and when I lived in Round Rock, I went to four schools. I went to one school for one year, every year ever since I was in third grade. THIRD GRADE. I mean, come on, that’s kind of ridiculous. I don’t exactly know the reasoning behind moving so much, but we did move a lot. All I know is that I really didn’t have much of a say in the matter.

There have been a lot of bad experiences through moving so much. Most of the whole thing was going to a new school, being the new kid and being bullied. The worst part was I did not know what kids were talking about. In second grade or third grade I was called gay and asked if I was. But I was in a Christian private school before, so I had no idea what they were talking about nor did I know what it meant. Every school I went to, I’ve always started out horrible in that school. It was hard for me to make friends. But when I did, they were always girls, because they didn’t care. Then I started getting bullied because all of my friends were girls. The main thing, bad experience wise, was being bullied non-stop.

But there have also been a lot of good experiences through moving so much. Mostly making new friends and meeting new people. I didn’t like how I met so many people then lost touch, but I felt good that I’ve had so many friends throughout the school years. They made me feel better. I would have so much bonding with them and I felt like they would understand more than if I had guy friends. Nowadays I’m getting more guy friends because there are more people that are like me. People that like the things I do and have the same style I guess you would say.

Throughout my moving experiences, I have learned through the years to not care about what people think about me and to be myself, to not change for anyone, and to do what I like to do and not what anyone else does. I’ve also learned to love myself for who I am. The main thing was just to block out the hate and bring your friends close.