Walking through the halls

I was walking through the halls of just an average middle school. My school, the school I have been going to for two years now. People that I have mostly known since 1st grade. People that I have seen change. Some matured; and others didn't. 1

I was walking through the halls. Seeing things that I never really thought I would. All I could hear were people screaming and swearing at each other. All I saw were kids running to lunch while tackling others in the process. Girls were in groups giggling and making up cruel rumors. Guys were punching each other and talking about perverted things. I never thought that I would have to see these things.2

I was walking through the halls. Thinking about everything that has changed. Some of these people I had grown up with, played with, laughed with. Now they are all different. Some took the road of being popular, always being in the spotlight, thinking they were better than everyone else. Some took the loner route, living life by them self, in the shadows. There were a lot of groups you could easily pick out and then there were those people that didn't fit in to any. 3

I was walking through the halls and I was ashamed because I realized that this shit didn't bother me anymore. All the cliches and swearing, it was middle school, it was growing up... it was stupid. I had changed.. I had changed like all the rest of them... maybe for the better and maybe for the worse but I had changed. And I was ashamed.