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Personal Narrative: My Year At Spring Hill High School

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Today is the first day of my senior year at Spring Hill High School. My mom did not wake me up early, and now I have to ride the bus with the people who used to follow and like me. I saw a light near our house, so I went outside. I decided to sit at the very end sit of the bus and start remembering my junior year. Last year, it was supposed to be my best year at Spring Hill High School. However, that expected best year of my life was ruined by my best friend who I trusted for a very long time. It was the first day of the winter season, I woke up on the right side of the bed so I decided to put on makeup and dress up. I went to school and started to greet everyone but they looked at me like I don 't belong in this school. “Romy, I am sorry, …show more content…

I sit next to Kai because the boat is not really big. The water is so clear so I touch it and it is very warm. “First to see an ocean ah,” Kai said sarcastically to me. I decided to not answer it because I am not in the mood to talk even if he is kinda cute. By looking around the boat, I saw tons of surfing boards and I really want to learn how to surf since I was young. “Who knows how to surf Silas?” I ask Silas. I did not want to ask Kai because I know that he does not want me to be with them in this boat. “Oh, Kai knows it and not only knows it, he was the best surfer in Koh Kradan beach. If you want, he can teach you if you have free time,” he answers. “That would be great” and I fake smile to Kai “maybe tomorrow Kai? I really want to learn how to surf,” I said. But he did not answer me instead he just look at me and smirk. HE IS A WEIRD GUY, I said in my …show more content…

He also gave me some good pieces of advice about life. Kai is a really entertaining person when you get to know him well. He helps me to understand what is the most important in life which is happiness. He helps to understand my dad’s situation and other people’s situation. Maybe this time, I can forgive and forget my past and move forward. When I got to the hotel, the manager of the hotel told me that my mom called. So when I reach my room hotel, I turn my phone on and call my mom. “Hey mom, why did you call?” I ask her. “I am at the hospital but don’t worry about me” my mom answer weakly. “Mom how I’m supposed to not get worried about you. I am going home..” I said and end the call. I pack all my things and about to leave

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