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A Narrative Essay On My First Day In High School

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As I was waiting out the front of the school at the end of the day on my first ever day of school and I was pretty sure my mum had forgotten, everyone else was getting in their parents cars and I was just waiting all by myself. I was starting to feel a bit sick I wasn 't going to be sick but I just felt a bit off. Oh hang on a minute there was Belinda one of mums friends in the car park up the hill I thought maybe she was picking me up so I went over to her car and she told me she was here for her nephew Jamison. She said she was happy to give me a lift home though. So I got in the back seat of her new car. As we were leaving the school parking lot there was my mum in our car, Belinda didn 't see her and I was too scared to say anything so I sat in the back seat and didn 't make any sound what so ever. My house was about 1 hour from the school so it takes a while to get there but it was going to take even longer because Belinda had to go and get some things at the plaza. …show more content…

I was pretty sure she forgot all about me. It was starting to get hot in the car and I started feeling sick again and I couldn 't really breath properly. Luckily I was wearing my watch that aunty Kerrie got me for my birthday and that watch can tell the time and it also has a built in tracker app so that my mum can see where I am all the time which Is really good. Especially times like right now I was praying that my mum was going to check it and come and get me. About 45 minutes passed and had fallen asleep and I felt a little tap on the window and sure enough I was mum. I was so happy to see her. She got me to unlock the car door and she got me

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