When I was in grade 6 I went to my first dance. I remember I couldn't have been happier because I really wanted to dance with this one guy. Well right before the dance, he asked me if I wanted to go with him. I really wanted to say yes but I was with my friends (who thought guys were useless) so I said "NO" really loud and hated myself for it. But I was with my friends so it didn't matter right? WRONG!! It mattered a lot to me. So during the whole dance I stood against the wall and thought about how stupid I was. Sure I danced with my friends during the fast songs but the slow songs were spent against the wall, or on the bench or simply in our gym changing room. I really had lots of time to think about what I did.
             The next year in grade 7 we had another dance. This one was a Halloween dance. that guy moved away but I didn't like him anymore. I liked a different guy. But would I admit it. Not really. I made the same stupid mistake. Someone told me that this guy liked me but would I admit that I did to? No. I never really thought he liked me, and I was with my friends (who still didn't mature to liking guys) so I said some really bad things about him. I never danced the slow songs (or fast ones)at that dance or the Valentines Day one. But boy was I ever mad. I hated the whole point of having a dance. I couldn't believe how stupid I was. I cried a lot after school and during the weekend.
             My grade eight year was coming up and I wanted it to be different. I didn't want to sit against the wall. So what did I do? No I didn't dance with anyone. I stayed in the changing room for half the dance with a headache. My head hurt a lot because the music was really loud and because the bench is right next to the speakers I got the full blast. When I was sure that there would be no more slow songs I went out to dance with my friends. At the end of one of the songs we were dancing
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