Personal Experience: The First Day Of High School

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Many things pass my mind once I experience them, but this incident left me with a traumatizing repercussion. The first day of 7th grade had arrived, and I was terribly nervous. For as long as I could remember, I had always been that kid that got overly anxious for first days, or any type of social situation for that matter. My anxiousness was most probably fostered from the sheltered environment I grew up in. I was constantly ridiculously too shy to socialize or interact with new people. It would take me for what felt like centuries to settle into a classroom and be somewhat comfortable with the class and teachers. Since it was the first day of school, I knew the dreadful introducing ourselves assignments were coming up. The bell rang, indicating the start of the first period. The students began to shuffle into class. I walked in after them, shy and alone, hoping I could hopefully make a friend so I wouldn’t have to sit alone for lunch break. Unbeknownst to me, I had a more significant problem arriving in the near future. At first glance, the class appeared huge, but it was soon packed with around thirty-five students, in which it quickly looked small and crammed. The tables were arranged in sets of three with a huge smart board on the center of the wall in the front of the room. I chose a seat in the third row, mostly because I despised how much attention teachers gave the first rows. A woman walks in, looking prepared with a stack of papers. She has unruly, curly,

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