In middle school I’ve learned many things, but the two most basic are you have no friends, and life’s not fair. Don’t even try to say I’m wrong, because I know. You may think that you have a friend, maybe one you’ve known since kindergarten, but eventually you split up and never talk to one another again. Of course no one will admit this but it’s true. When I say that life’s not fair, that’s because it’s not! In middle school you get dealt a bad hand, and there’s no way out.
Being in middle school is like being a lemming in a cage. The lemmings follow each other, and are trapped; there’s no way to get away from it. No matter how hard you try to get away from the other lemmings it never works. Friends are like lemmings, who follow the head lemming. As soon as they find someone better, a faster better-looking lemming they totally forget about you. Many times you think this person, or people, will be there to confide in forever and would always have a shoulder for you to cry on. Then one day your best friend finds a more perfect lemming and slowly begins to drift away from you. Slowly at first, then faster and faster until one day you look up and you’re alone. Then you begin to think, and you realize, they weren’t really my friends in the first place. You’re alone, alone, alone, and there’s no one to pick you up when you fall.
This is because life’s not fair. In a way you’ve always known that because you didn’t always get the color Popsicle you wanted, but now its because of real things. Life’s not fair because you don’t get along with your family, and they cut you down and insult you all the time. Life’s not fair because your so-called friends betray you and there’s no one to turn to, and whenever you have a bad day there’s really no one to turn to. Life’s not fair because after missing the bus, failing a test, getting a referral and pulling a muscle you still have to go home, do three hours of homework, take out the trash and listen to a lecture from your parents. Life’s not fair because many times you feel like no one loves you and feel as if you can’t go on.
I may sound like I’m whining and complaining, but that’s because I am. I’ve learned that sometimes, well a lot of times, whining and complaining make you feel better. Most of the time you get yourself nothing except people sick of and mad at you but you feel better. Since you have no friends and life’s not fair you might as well do things that make you feel better because you’re the only one you’ve got. I don’t know if it will stay that way forever, I sure hope it doesn’t, but if it does then at least I learned two important things in middle school, and I know I will remember them always, true or not.