Exile

A time in my life that I felt exiled came on my first day of high school. I attended a high school that was on the opposite side of town from where I lived, and I had almost no good friends from middle school attend my same high school. When I arrived on the first day, I felt very much alone. Even though I was from in-town, I felt like a complete foreigner. It seemed as though everyone else already had friends from middle school or knew a good base of people from already having summer practice for the upcoming fall sports, such as football, cross country, or volleyball. I felt very isolated and alone, and I definitely struggled to make connections with people from whom I lived very far away.