Personal Narrative: The First Day Of High School

Today was the day. Lauren had been dreading for this day to come for the entire summer. Today would be her first day of high school. She had no idea what high school was going to be like for her. She was a freshman, she recently moved to town, and she knew nothing about her new school. It’s 7:45 and she still hasn’t got out of her bed, and school starts at 8:40, she said to herself, “Hurry up Lauren, you can’t be late for the first day of school!” She sloppily got ready and finally went downstairs after what seemed like an hour. The household always seemed to be chaotic in the morning before school, her brothers would yell at each other, things would be thrown across the table. Waiting in the car, she finally realized that today school started, thoughts came rushing into her mind of all the things that could go wrong. Slamming the door, her brothers finally entered the car and they were finally on the way to their new school.

The first things she saw when she walked

Lunchtime surprisingly came faster than expected, but she had no idea where to sit in this gigantic cafeteria. She scanned the cafeteria trying to find an empty table, but was unsuccessful. She escaped from the noisy ambiance of the cafeteria to the hallways on the first floor. She didn’t have any place else to sit, so she decided to settle on the ground.

The bell, loud and startling, rang as students stormed the hallways after a nice break from classes. Her fourth and fifth period consisted of introductions, class syllabus’, and get-to-know-you games. Lauren was in Algebra when the last bell of the day rang. She sighed in relief, she had just survived the first day of high school. While patiently waiting for her ride, she thought about her day. She thought, “The whole day was nerve-racking.” She had no friends, sat alone in every class, and only made one friend. But at the end of the day she was proud of herself because she made