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Personal Narrative: Roosevelt Junior High School

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There was a time in my life where it was a bad time, but, it was also a good time. I was trying to play games at my old school, Roosevelt Junior High School. I got caught, and what came with it, is troubling . When I got Home my Mom and Dad greeted me with a bunch of things, saying I shouldn’t be doing that, and this and that, but, what also came with it is, my grades dropped, it was horrible, I just couldn’t keep up with all my homework. my teachers started to tell me that I need to pull up, or I wasn’t going to graduate 8th grade. So, during my last few weeks, like five, to like, 6, I buckled down and got everything I needed to get done, done. All my homework, all my other assignments, you name it from my class, I got it done. So, when I
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