Literature with Lexy

When I was around fourteen, I read T he Perks of Being A Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky. This book is about a fifteen year old boy named Charlie, who is trying to cope with the suicide of his best friend. It is written as a series of letters to an anonymous person who he refers to as his “friend.'' Charlie thinks of himself as a “wallflower”, meaning that he stays on the sidelines and would rather observe things instead of being the center of attention. He is very introspective, and views life differently than most people. A lot of the time, the term “wallflower” has a negative connotation, where it could refer to someone who is socially awkward. But after reading this book, my view on the “wallflower” type of person was changed. When I started reading this book, I immediately felt a connection to it. Growing up, I was always more shy and reserved, and I never liked that about myself. People would always ask me, “why don’t you ever talk?”. And it wasn’t usually because I w

At the beginning of eighth grade, I walked into Uni-- a place where I didn’t know anyone, and had no idea of what to expect. I grew up in Danville, a completely different place than Uni High. They were both opposite extremes, and I didn’t realize the culture shock that I would experience going to Uni. The aspect of Uni that personally affected me the most was the different kind of people. Most of the students in Danville weren’t very focused on school. A large majority of them got bad grades, even though the subject matter was pretty easy-- simply because they didn’t try. I was always considered “smart” compared to the other students, and I worked really hard to get good grades. This caused a lot of stress though, because I made myself get all A’s, and I became a perfectionist. It got to the point where I would freak out if I even got a 90 in class. But I was different than most of the people around me because they didn’t care about their grades. And since I didn’t feel like I fit in,