Stories of Introverts
In here, this is a chain story where everyone has to write about a time in their life where they just couldn't be social and outgoing. It can be true or fictional, but the main character of the story you write has to be YOU! I hope this gets passed on to many people and GOOD LUCK!
I never saw it coming, but I was starting to realize how shy I was. Day after day at school, I talked to no one and I didn't have many friends. My grade school class was stupid though. All they were obsessed with doing was basketball, and they thought their team was the best in the league (but they lost in the first round in the playoffs and I was very happy from that). I though, wasn't so athletic as they were, so I was outcast to them. I even remembered their parents' looks on their faces when they see me, not remembering me from anywhere because I wasn't into playing basketball. It irritated me very much, so now, it is time to hear my story where I wasn't a social person...
The school was having its annual Spirit Dance which began with a basketball game played by the eighth grade. I wasn't any excited for it at all. Usually, they let anyone in the eighth grade be in it, or do anything for it, but my grade just had to be my grade, so they only let the basketball team be part of it.
"I'm not going!" I told my mom.
"Yes you are. You will have fun," she replied.
"You know I hate my class, so why are you making me go?" I asked.
"Because I want you to go," she said.
As much as I didn't want to go, I went in the car and went to the dance...
I got there about an hour after it started. The second I walked in the door, I was spotted.
"Eric!" a girl in my class said.
"Hi." I replied not wanting to be there.
"You just missed us lose." she replied.
"Ahh," I replied.
At that time, the boy's game was starting. I didn't even dare to go in the gym. They all hated me. They probably all didn't even realize that I knew because of how quiet I was, they all really thought I was socially dumb. I'm not an idiot though, I knew them, I saw their reactions if I did talk, and I've been bullied before by them, so as stupid as they thought I was, the more stupid they were.
There I was in the school lobby having nothing to do. I wasn't sure how the dance was going to be because I couldn't even go and watch the game. I basically had no point of being there.
"Why don't you go in the gym?" one of my classmates asked.
"I don't even wanna be here." I replied.
At this time, things started getting worse. My parents were there for the game. They entered the lobby.
"Do I have to stay?" I asked.
"Do you want to?" my mom asked.
"NO!" I screamed.
I ran to the car.
I never really told my parents anything, so they were kind of surprised on how I was acting. This was me though, hating to go to school everyday and feeling relieved at the final bell. They didn't get it.
"Why have you never told us about this?" my mom asked.
"I don't know," was basically all I could say.
"Ugh, I'm done with this. Let's go home."
She took my sister into the car and we drove home. And there is a story about a time I was not social.
The school was having its annual Spirit Dance which began with a basketball game played by the eighth grade. I wasn't any excited for it at all. Usually, they let anyone in the eighth grade be in it, or do anything for it, but my grade just had to be my grade, so they only let the basketball team be part of it.
"I'm not going!" I told my mom.
"Yes you are. You will have fun," she replied.
"You know I hate my class, so why are you making me go?" I asked.
"Because I want you to go," she said.
As much as I didn't want to go, I went in the car and went to the dance...
I got there about an hour after it started. The second I walked in the door, I was spotted.
"Eric!" a girl in my class said.
"Hi." I replied not wanting to be there.
"You just missed us lose." she replied.
"Ahh," I replied.
At that time, the boy's game was starting. I didn't even dare to go in the gym. They all hated me. They probably all didn't even realize that I knew because of how quiet I was, they all really thought I was socially dumb. I'm not an idiot though, I knew them, I saw their reactions if I did talk, and I've been bullied before by them, so as stupid as they thought I was, the more stupid they were.
There I was in the school lobby having nothing to do. I wasn't sure how the dance was going to be because I couldn't even go and watch the game. I basically had no point of being there.
"Why don't you go in the gym?" one of my classmates asked.
"I don't even wanna be here." I replied.
At this time, things started getting worse. My parents were there for the game. They entered the lobby.
"Do I have to stay?" I asked.
"Do you want to?" my mom asked.
"NO!" I screamed.
I ran to the car.
I never really told my parents anything, so they were kind of surprised on how I was acting. This was me though, hating to go to school everyday and feeling relieved at the final bell. They didn't get it.
"Why have you never told us about this?" my mom asked.
"I don't know," was basically all I could say.
"Ugh, I'm done with this. Let's go home."
She took my sister into the car and we drove home. And there is a story about a time I was not social.
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