Article January 20, 1973 Issue

High school was a lonely place until...

Love Changed the Scene

BETTE BOSQUET MOHR

By the middle of my sophomore year in high school, I couldn't stand being lonely any longer.

The problem had started in the eighth grade, when I moved from a small country grade school to a large junior high. The kids in the new school seemed more sophisticated, better dressed, and too involved in their own affairs to be nice to a new girl.

I secretly envied those popular, happy-looking kids, who made me feel so painfully inferior. Would you believe I was so afraid they wouldn't like me that I couldn't even say "Hi"? I'd just freeze up, desperately wishing they would speak first. But usually they didn't, and I'd feel humiliated and resentful.

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