Growing up in a small town can be the best or worst thing in the world.

I grew up in a town where all the students went to same school system because we only had one. My graduating class was only 133 people and that was considered big! With only having that many people in your grade and maybe 600 people in the high school; everyone knows each other, which can be absolutely obnoxious.When something happens at school between couples everyone would know and it didn’t matter if the situation was big or small.You really had to be careful and pick wisely who you told your business to. I only had a select group of friends I would hang out with every day but at the same time I knew practically everyone in my grade, I just chose to stay acquaintances with them instead of being closer.

If school wasn’t bad enough, the entire town was only three miles long and maybe three miles wide. You couldn’t go anywhere without seeing someone you knew; avoiding people was practically impossible.The biggest store we had was Walmart and for some reason everyone would hang out there if they didn’t have anything to do. So I avoided that place like the plague. I didn’t hate the people in my town or the people at my high school, but I’m a person where when I go to a store or something I like to get in and get out. I hate socializing unless I’m just killing time, which wasn’t often.

Even now having graduated two and a half years ago, I still hate going home. I just go straight home and see my family and friends and I try not to see anyone else. My town is one of those towns where it is very easy to get stuck in and I will never let that happen to me.The closest place to do anything fun like movie theaters, malls, or nightclubs is at least 45 minutes, which is obnoxious to drive to because the traffic is always worse in huge cities.

I’m just so glad I got out after high school and stayed out of that town.