The Life of a Middle Schooler

           As she paints her face with makeup under the florescent lights in the bathroom she slowly covers her identity and leaves the real world. She soon enters the world of middle school. She leaves the loving, caring arms of her parents and enters the jungle, filled with snakes, cheaters, lions, and betrayers. Nothing could have trained her to be here 7 hours a day, 5 days a week.
           Walking through the doors and strolling down the 8th grade hallway, the strong smell of cologne and PINK©  Sweet 'N' Flirty perfume fills the air. I get dizzy from the smell and try to make it past people without completely knocking them over with my backpack. It's 7:15, and most people in the world should be sleeping, but not the students at Asa Clark Middle School. Everyone is talking about the adorable couples and the latest gossip. Every girl is in tight skirts, intentionally ripped skinny jeans, or PINK © yoga pants. Their heads are draped in flowing waves of silk, not a hair out of place. If one hair is out of place, you are considered a loser and become the prey of the creatures at the top of the food chain. No one talks to you, and you are swallowed whole by the worst of them all.