Ahh high school. The never endless homework, tests, and drama. Remember? They say high school is going to be the best part of your life. Is it? Here's the answer: NO. As a 2020 graduate, I present to you, my first year of high school based off of a true story. In it has drama I never faced, things I never knew, and things I never thought I was capable of.
It was a nice, cool evening on Monday. It was March, I was in a youth group organization called American Heritage Girls. (AHG) We were finished with our badge work.
"Time for devotion."
I stood up with my AHG friends following them at the door. I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket, I took it out, skimmed the message then froze. I read it again and started crying.
"Abs," It read. "I am weighing at 105 pounds, I've maintained a healthy weight for two weeks now. I want to thank you for your messages and thank you for being a true friend. I don't know if I'm going back to school next year, but I hope we can stay in touch if I don't. Thank you! -E"
I screamed, and showed the message to my friends at the organization. (They didn't know who she was so her privacy was safe) They all praised God, during devotion, I didn't focus one bit. I praised God, thanking him for not only using me to help E, but Carrie too. Four months of praying, four months of calling and texting paid off.
