first assignment for SWAG RAG (Article about bhs)

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            You walk by the group of preppy, straight A’s, they all give you a dirty look. Most just skim by and fake smile, others like me: give them a dirty look. They never look more disgusted in their lives. Oh well, not my problem. You keep walking and keep your head held up high, and your feet just a pounding onto the cement flooring. You make it down to the stairs by the woodshop room, heading into the science wing.

            Peering under the stair case you see like four people making out and they think that it is attractive. (Trust me, it isn’t pretty) There are the people who play on their phones because they have nobody to make out with. You hear “yep” every now and then but other wise, silence. There is one kid who sits in the door way by the stairs and he is always playing on his computer, maybe it isn’t games maybe it is research, who knows? (I don’t wanna!)

            Walking through the front door I see all of the people who smoke, and smoke the old Mary Jane. They all look burnt out but I am sure those are the ones who have he second highest grades in the high school. They get along with anybody, and they sometimes play sports. You would be shocked at some of their talent.

            Then there are people like me. Invisible. People don’t see people like me going far in life, I will prove them wrong. I may not show up to school on time, but I still make up my work and try for good grades. Invisibility is a good thing, and it is a bad thing. The good part does not have to deal with all of the drama. The bad thing, you get labeled. Not in a good way either.

            There is a good thing at Bucksport High, all of the different people you meet. Not all of them amount to much like me. But, we still manage to make it by. Bucksport High school will be one of the memories that I don’t want to remember but there will always be a small piece of it stuck in the old brain case.