Personal Narrative: The Classroom

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It was the beginning of October and the leaves were falling and it was somewhat cold. I was only 10 years old in the 5th grade at Kaneland John Stwert. I was already feeling crummy from the day before from something that Derick did. Back then was like I was his rag doll and he'd love to play with me and dragged me around, which I disliked. Derick sat next to me in our class so there was no exsacpe. Once I walked in the warm classroom, I could see him smiling, thinking of what else to do to me. "Okay class,"My teacher announced,"We having a test today about math. I hope that you do well." Math was the only subject that I liked but today I didn't feel like it. "Oh great this will be fun," I sarcastically whisperd. As we started the test Derick grabed my pencil. I spend half of my time getting my …show more content…

As we were getting out to the colorful playground I was talking to one of my best friends Alex. "Hey," asked Alex,"did you finish the test today?" "No, he was borthering me again,"I replied,"Why is he doing this to me?" We were walking up to the red old swing when Alex wanted to go to the bathroom.After I was alone hearing the others yell their lungs out then I heared a quiet laugh coming from a big group of guys. "Oh great,look who can walk up to the sidewalk without yelling at kids," I thought to myself.I can also see another group of kids behind them but it was a group of girls. To other girl, Derick's group was the group with looks,style,and being nice.Of course, I didn't see any of those when I looked at them. I did nothing but trying to hear what they were saying when a lond voice . "Yo Ponce," Derick yelled,"stop being such a outcase and come here or just walking will affect your asthma?" I could hear the rest of his group and the girl group laughing. "Shut up Derick.Leave me alone or I'll break your legs!"I