Riiiiiinggggg! My alarm went off as I was waking up for the first day of school to start. I didn't want to go to school because i still haven't told anybody about me being thirsty for books. As I was getting dressed I was wondering about how people would judge me if I did end up telling them my dark secret. I was walking to school and as I reached the gate, I took a deep breath and walked through. When I was passing everybody nobody noticed me so I wasn’t as worried as I was before. I went to go put my stuff down at my desk and went back outside I noticed someone calling me and as I turned around it was my good friend Mose.
As we were talking,he said that I looked pale and sick and i told him that the sun doesn't really shine in Snitch Town because of the curse and he agreed. When he agreed I took a breath in relief. After a while, our teachers evoked everybody to get inside and get to their homerooms. When I started to walk to the door Mose asked me what the mark on my arm was. I tried really fast to think of a lie and I told him that a snake bit me when I was in the graveyard. He asked me if it hurt and I told him that the pain was really excruciating. Mose said that he said he felt sorry for me, but I told
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I told him that the guy that bite me was really scary, and it seemed like he was enjoying my story.Mose asked me what would happen if i didn't drink the books I said if i didn’t I would be really dehydrated and he looked shocked. I asked him what was wrong and he said he couldn’t believe that I was not a human being.He asked me if we could go because school is over and I said ok.We went to my dad's book store and I took him to my secret hiding place behind the bookshelf. We talked for like another forty-five minutes and then we went to the park. Mose kept asking me all of these questions and I just told him to stop worrying about it and he dropped
The next couple of days went really fast. The gang came more often to our house, and my grades were coming up. One day, I was called to stay after class by my english teacher. I stood at his desk after the bell rang.
The teacher told us to stop talking again. We were sitting in the center of the gym (where we sit every time). We all were looking for someone to talk with when I found Jimmy. I walked over to him and we started talking.
Schoolies week is a festival held on the Gold Coast in Surfers Paradise for year 12 students who have just finished school. The schoolies organisation host different events such as the beach party, the glow party and the movie night. There is a large amount of controversy about weather schoolies week should still be going or not. There are a lot of issues involved with schoolies such as underage drinking, drug use, unsafe sex, injury and sometimes death. 1,500 teenagers attending Schoolies on the Gold Coast are surveyed each year by Drug Arm Australia.
It was a normal morning in my house. As usual, my dad woke me up and I got ready for my day. I moped out to the kitchen where my breakfast was waiting. When I walked onto the bus and arrived at school. I walked into Kaneland John Stewart Elementary School and walked into my first grade room.
His boat sent mine down the river without me, while I was trying to stay above the water. A different person brought me aboard their boat and help me retrieve my raft. After that, we calmly continue on to shore, where we had food and soda set up for our pleasure. My parents then asked me where I got my nasty bruise, and to avoid my parents from exploding and getting mad at the person who gave me it, I innocently respond by saying, “ What
Over the summer I attended the four day Congress of Future Medical Leaders and it made me realize what I dreamed to become and achieve in life Before the school year of 2017 ended I came home and found a large black envelope on the entrance table, in gold lettering it read “Harvard”. I quickly rushed over to my mom and started frantically waving the sealed envelope in her face, she started yelling for me to open it. On the back was a thick wax seal with the Harvard emblem, I don 't think I ever opened something as carefully as I did then. Inside, there was a thick stack of papers, mom was eager to read them
There it was, standing in the distance, a tall gloomy gray-colored building. With a few splashes of blue paint added to the dull cement to add color to what would otherwise be a lifeless building. This building was non-other than the one and only Stoller Middle School. I never referred to it as a middle school but more as a prison, it was full of rules that were put in place just to suck away any possible fun from a child’s mind. Maybe I didn’t like the place because I was suspended five times from it.
Then we made up; Then we left right after that and when we got home, I went to bed after. So the next day after I came home from school, I found the mill across the street on fire my mom was at work and my dad was working too. So I ran back to the school where my mom was working as my teacher. When I found her, she was grading are homework. I told her the mill was one fire, then she swiftly got to her feet.
I was still in Bookman Road Elementary school my 4th grade year, I had the same teacher who taught me for my 3rd grade year Mrs. Tammie Hunter and had the same best friends. When I ended my 4th grade year at Bookman Road I was told I’m going to a different school; being young I was very confused but when the new school year started I then realized what my mother meant by a different school. That morning when school was starting I was excited, I’m going to my favorite school around my friends I felt like my 5th grade year was going to be the best year but that didn’t happen. When I was going to get ready I noticed a blue collared shirt and a plaid skirt, I was thinking to myself Bookman never had clothing like this it was a public school we
I hugged my mom goodbye and began walking to school. When I finally arrived at the school, I entered the cafeteria where all my friends were waiting. I was one of the first few there, but students began to greatly bombard the room as the
The first day of middle school for me was both terrifying and exciting. I made a lot of new friends within the year. I remember the first day very well. I had woke up at 5;30 a.m. I was extremely tired.
Shortly after my sixteenth birthday, something terrible happened to me. But, first let's start at the beginning. When I was five years old my parents got me the best gift a little girl could ever ask for, a puppy. My dad came into the house with what I thought was a black jacket in his arms. I was wrong, after he came into the kitchen the “jacket” popped it’s little head up, it wasn’t a jacket, it was a puppy.
I looked down at my schedule 3rd period,English 1, Franklin, Alex, Rm.155. I walked down the hallway. I looked up and saw room 155. I opened the door, there was rap music playing. I was a little surprised, I didn’t expect a language arts teacher to be playing rap music.
The morning of my first day, I was terrified, but also profoundly excited. My mother had beamed about Miami High’s immense school spirit. She had been an alumni herself. I already had a club I wanted to join in mind, even before I saw the list: Honoria. She had been part of Honoria for all four years of her high school experience in the 1980’s and told me about it.
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.