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Narrative Essay About Going To High School

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Essay C I have obtained what seems to be a ticket to high school, literally. I am still in the 11th grade, but if I use this ticket it will take me to the next level (being 12th). I don’t know what to do. Do I use the ticket and skip like ¾ of the 11th grade or do I stay and learn everything I need to know for around 5 or 6 more months so I don’t screw it all up? Never mind I know exactly what to do. After all, I can’t just let this ticket go to waste right? (Insert magic unrealistic ticket transportation noise here). Wow it worked… maybe. Well I’m in a different place that I have never seen before so that’s… interesting. It’s ok though, I had no idea what would happen if I warped to another time in the same school and everyone would …show more content…

(Me) “Sorry, I actually needed to know my schedule since I am a new student here.” (?) “No you’re not. I saw you yesterday going into your next class, not to mention the weeks before that. Am I going to have to call your parents to tell them you are lying to your principal?” Well I tried. Guess I’m going to try to just make this the least bumpy ride as possible from here. (Me) “No, I just don’t know where to go and do not know how to ask in this situation.” (Principal) “Are you trying to tell me you have never asked for direction before or never been taught how?” I honestly don’t know how to respond anymore. I’d probably be better off if I just don’t say anything anymore. (Me) “…” (Principal) “Well, if you don’t know where to go, maybe your parents …show more content…

I’ve had some time to reflect on the whole situation for a few hours now after that tactical talk with my parents and I am honestly wondering if I have made the right choice. It would seem that the only way the ticket could get me here was to speed up time and even make my choices for me. That is great and all, but those aren’t my choices that got me here really. Second of all, I was ok with not having to deal with people thinking about where I was, but in this reality people who are supposed to be my friends are confused as to why I have changed so much. Now that I think about it, my parents were also surprised when I was having that conversation. Man, nobody seems to know who I am and how I actually got

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