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Back to high school..

After a few days of resting at home after my surgery, I had to go back to school. As it was, I was a freshman... you know, one of those kids that seniors found it amusing to make fun of. I walked into school petrified of what might happen when I walked down the hall with that brace on. I had nightmares of dropping all my books and no one helping me pick them up.
Well, I didn't drop all my books but it was torture. I talked to my teachers ahead of time so it was okay to leave class early so I wouldn't have to be in the hall the same time as everyone else. The worst part was that my friends were all embarrassed of me. No one wanted to walk with me or talk to me. I lost all my friends that year, I obviously wasn't going to be cheering, and my boyfriend at the time broke up with me because I couldn't shave my armpits. I didn't think my life could get much worse. I held my head high and tried to think positive. I went to physical therapy and I got through that tough time in my life. The brace was removed about six weeks later and I was getting ready to cheer my sophomore year and make up for everything that had gone wrong.
The following summer came and I tried out for the varsity squad. My shoulder was feeling great, I was back to tumbling and I made the team. I was more excited than I had ever been and became best friends with the girls on the team. That year was the best year in high school.

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