Diamonds On The Inside

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When you live in a small town, you often find that your life is being dissected, piece by piece, by the community. In high school, I was in what one would call the “cool” or popular crowd. I wore whatever name brand clothes were popular at the time; I only hung out with the coolest people and of course, I only dated guys from inside our little clique. I was named Class Favorite all 4 years and was also on Homecoming Court my senior year. Life, in a teenager’s life, was good. Yet, as we all know, no one can be happy when living in a cookie cutter type world.

Our community had set forth this mold on who we should be and what we should act like. For the majority of my clique, we were the first ones at church on Sunday, never missing a day of Sunday school. Yet we were also the drunkest ones at Prom and Homecomings. We held offices in our school Y-Club and would talk about how we only wanted the best in our clubs. We were supposed leaders in our school, yet when I look back now, I’m kind of glad nobody followed too much.

To other students in our high school, our clique had certain things to live up to. We were to have the hottest guys and the prettiest girls in our clique and everyone was supposed to drive the nicest cars. At dances, we all had to have the best clothes and get the drunkest and at school we were to have the best grades. That was their mold for us, and our purpose was to fill the mold. To parents and member in our community, we had a simple job. We were to be the smartest, most Christian, best looking, and the friendliest people. This is how they wanted us to be and this is how we tried to be. It was like they were reliving their high school lives through us. We were just like puppets and the community and our fellow students held the strings, whether knowing it or not.

At my school, we had 2 separate dances. There was the Black Prom and the White Prom. Some people ...