The new girl at school

I’ll never forget how I felt on my first day of high school. 

I had just moved from St. Louis, Missouri, to Denver, Colorado—from The Principia, a small private school for Christian Scientists, to a huge public school. And I had unknowingly convinced myself that I could be accepted and loved only by those who shared my faith. I was terrified to walk into a school where I knew only my brother, where teachers didn’t know me, and where there was no dress code, so kids had piercings, tattoos, pink hair. Everything was different! 

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