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Personal Narrative Essay: My Last Day At School

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From the day I was born to the 7th of July 2012 I lived in Kidlington, UK. In this small and secluded town, I hold some of my best memories.
My earliest memories, around when I was 4 to 5 years old, are of playing in my front yard with our next-door neighbours. We had made up our own “secret” knock that we would do on each other’s front doors, so we would know who would be knocking. We had a place near the playground, a cubby amongst the trees that we would play adventure games in. We would spend so much time riding around on bikes and scooters, our youth still in tacked. After many late nights, scrapped knees and childish bickering, our neighbours moved and we were left with no playmates.
I don’t quite recall my first snow fall, but I remember …show more content…

Moving had been an idea for around 2 years, Giles wanted to bring his family to the place he grew up. It didn’t really seem real until we were sleeping in the living room on mattresses. The week leading up to it me and my friends had been emotional. We spent as much time as we could together. My last day at school was the hardest. In the morning we had assembly and the choir dedicated the British national anthem to me and at the end of the end the head master pulled me out the front and the school clapped me good bye. Many of my friends brought me good bye presents. I had spent almost my whole schooling life with these 20 or so kids, it was like leaving a family. The whole class had prepared at gift for me. A hand embryoid book, and throughout the book all the kids had written me messages of luck in my new life. Many left phone numbers and emails so we could keep in touch. The last lesson was desiccated to say goodbyes, me and my friends crying as we bid farewell to each other. It was so hard to leave them all behind, friends I had known since birth, the friends I had been playing with when we couldn’t even talk. We took class photos, which I keep to this day. Although I have lost touch with many of them, they gave me a childhood I’ll remember. They helped shape me into the person I am

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