Coming of Age Final

One day my dad decided to change churches, he said it was entirely fault; the friends I had at that church were with me every since I was a baby. I never thought we would actually move but we did. At my new church I thought I wasn’t “Godly” enough, mostly because of what my dad said. I didn’t want to make friends at that point, like what was the point? That led to me relying on my sister on things, it was kind of like I was her “tail.

 

I was totally anti-social at the time; could you believe me, anti-social? Well, it was true I was that girl that hangs out with her sister; trust me no one wants to be that person. I tried to break that, by trying to talk to new people but they were as awkward as I was. Being that person made me kind of sad because I was this totally social girl at school but when I’m at church every Sunday I’m just that girl, it isn’t a great feeling to have honestly. I thought I would be that girl forever, or however long I stayed at that church.

Youth camp was coming up, the camp everyone was waiting for. It was the weekend where people meet new people and reunite with people. So the day came, the day I walked on that camp, my heart beating, my palms getting sweaty. I didn’t know what to expect, so I just hoped and prayed to myself, “Please let this be the best weekend ever.” As the day was passing by, we had to choose our groups, at first some people from my church pulled me into their group but then they switched me with another girl. I was left with the people that nobody wanted or they got kicked out because their friend’s group had too many people, and the feeling I had was pretty bad.

           That night I was thinking, did my friends/acquaintances really not want me but then I thought God probably did this to me to tell me that you don’t need friends to survive, in life you can’t always count on them. I was always with my friends or someone else no matter what; I can’t even walk by myself. Being with someone just gives me comfort like I fit in. I know everyone wants to fit in but when that happened I realized I just need to stop relying on people , so I stared  to be an individual; I didn’t have to count on anyone to be there for me when I seem to fail.

                Everyone has a way of finding who they are, camp just seemed to fit for me; that’s where I had to mature up and realize that I’m in high school you can’t count on your friends on everything. Be the person that can be the leader not the one that follows. My whole attitude towards things totally changed after the camp. The next week of church I didn’t hang out with my sister, I just sat by myself and paid attention to my youth leader. Now it’s been another year and I’m so much involved and now I don’t need people to control my actions.