I was very afraid on my first day that I would make no friends because everyone seemed already have cliques. However, in my first class I ended up meeting my best friend. By risking isolation I became more confident in my decisions, and met my best friends, I could not have found any of this by following the crowd.
When I started Unity High School I thought that it was going to be boring school because my first choice was Skyline but my mom made me come to this school so I had to obey what my mom wants because she takes care of me and helps me with whatever I need help with so going to the school that she wanted me to go to was the least I could have done. I thought that high school was going to be difficult because the work that my brother would bring home when he was in high school looked really hard and I did not understand most of the work he needed to complete. But I realized that I need to be taught the material before I go on and do the work
Especially my freshmen year of high school was right after the Covid 19 pandemic when I only saw the same three friends for almost 6 months. But after months of having doubts and overthinking what high school was going to be like in middle school, it
Beep, beep, beep, beep, bee- “Ugh,” I groaned. It was Wednesday morning and I had a big math final today. I got up out of bed and went to go open my white curtains, that hung low to my floor. The sun welcomed my face with a warm, bright embrace.
Moving to 6th grade has been a breeze. It has its ups and downs but I’m mostly liking it. Its ups and downs are,since moving it has made me more responsible, friendships have been affected negatively and positively, and it has made me adjust to the school work and the rules.
It was morning, I was getting ready for the first day of Middle school. I was so exited, what my sister told me about it, it even made it even better! My mom got her camera and said "time to take the first day of school on the steps." I got up from the couch and raced outside to the steps, and my sister was a
It was Novi, Michigan. We had just moved there recently, only a couple weeks before I started the first grade. I had made my first childhood friends in Oklahoma and was tragically ripped away from them after only three years together. I was going to be the new girl at Novi Woods Elementary School. Having gone to a daycare where most of my peers attended the same school as I did, I was constantly surrounded by friends.
Narrative: I moved to Kansas City, Kansas seven years ago. It all started when I was in 6th grade with these girls. I was a different race then them. They thought it would be cool to mess and try to get rid of the white girl. One day, they decided to try everything they possibly can to get me kicked out.
Imagine this, a little girl coming up to you trying to talk, but she can't get more than one syllable out. That is how I was for a lot of my life. I had a very bad stuttering issue. Now, I am a very talkative person, but when I was little I was so nervous to stutter, that I would avoid talking to people at all costs. I would only stutter when I was talking to a group, but with my friends I talked with no issue.
As I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes on the first morning, I thought about how this was not only my first day in a new grade and a new school,
September 7th, a gloomy day outside. I just had started my first day at Tree Hill High. This is where I stood over in the corner of a hallway with Brooke and Peyton; my best friends. The school year was going just fine for me until I started receiving these horrible instant messages. At first they really weren’t that big of a deal.
And also I was very surprise that the people here are very friendly and welcoming at least at the school I went to the students were very kind and helpful. But when I went to High school my perspective about school changed a lot and dealing with people. When I went to High School I was very excited to be finally in freshmen high school and to be in a big school. My freshmen year was very easy and fun, I met a lot of
Personal narrative I remember that day better than I remember what I ate for breakfast this morning. I woke up like any other day at 7, except it wasn 't any other day, it would be the first day of School for me in an American school. I was partly excited, partly nervous. I had put on an outfit that my mom told me to put on.
High school can be rough! You have bundles of homework and to prepare for college. I feel like you have less friends in high school, then you do in grade school, you have all these friends and you’re always spending time together, but once you get in high school, I feel like you lose all your friends. Once you go into high school I feel you get too know who your real friends are. Try not to get too close to friends in high school because you never know if they will stick with you or they end of leaving.
My first day of high school as a freshmen in a new level of education Is what I was thinking when I woke from slumber that morning in bed. Stepping foot on the campus wasn’t even the beginning, taking the school bus in the morning is where the first taste of being a freshmen and actually starting and being an high school student. I started to get really nervous and a sense of reality hit me. Walking towards the bus stop all I see is a huge group of high school students waiting around for the bus, calm and cool as I try to stay to be I approach the waiting area not knowing what to I’m getting into.