Wide eyed, wobbly kneed sixth grader slowly walks through the large middle school hallway crowded with kids, searching for friends from fifth grade. Slowly taking a step forward down the hallway that seems to go on forever, looking around for their locker. Inhaling slowly and starting to walk down that distant hallway. Kids pushing, shoving, loud voices and sounds everywhere, this is nothing like elementary school. The lockers seem to loom over the little sixth grader in pigtails. She finds the locker she’s been looking for. She starts running through the crowds of people in the hallway, like that locker was the last cookie in the jar. Realizing her locker was on the bottom, she drops to the ground crawling under people to get