The school day is over. Sara and her friends go back to her house to do their homework. As they finish up their homework the girls began to talk about the boys at their school. Sara yelled Chris, he has a nice smile, hair, and he also smell good with his axe cologne. The girls started to laugh.
Every second in this world, we are given a chance to appreciate one another; but yet it seems we do not realize that until they are gone. Waking up on February 13, seemed any other normal morning for anyone but this particular morning however a thought lingered in the back of my head “Gram is getting her heart catheterization test today.” Getting ready for school that day was the same as any other day, rushing out the door to catch the bus at my Gram’s house. Luckily she was already at the stop waiting for me with that warm smile that could melt your heart. Gram always had her grey Mickey Mouse jacket on. That morning like all others she gave me the tightest hug, which at the time I didn’t know that would be the last hug I would ever get from her.
It was her lucky day! She whistled a lively tune and jumped out of school. On the way to home, she looked up the splendid golden sunset and walked to the house unconsciously. Suddenly, she recognized the mood was altered. She was freezing in front of the door.
You will make new friends and have a fun time at your new school.” The first day of fifth grade came around and there were a million butterflies in my stomach. As I was getting ready for the first day I made sure I was wearing my best clothes. I picked out my brand new buckle miss me jeans and my new orange and pink shirt to go along with it. I walked down our hallway to my bathroom and grabbed my toothbrush out of the mirror cabinet. Once I was
Christmas Day is full of tradition, unforgettable memories, and most importantly remembering the spectacular birth of Jesus Christ. I, thankfully, have a close family to spend Christmas Day with every year. My family and I follow the same Christmas traditions each year without much deviation. Devouring delicious meals, tearing open presents, going to church and playing games are at the top of our agenda each year. Anticipation awakened me from my deep slumber and I sprang out of bed eager to build new memories with those I love.
It was my soon to be teacher, Ms. Buckalew. She was a nice lady, and my mom talked to her for a minute or two. I didn’t even hear what thy were talking about because I was so nervous. I finally heard the words I was dreading all morning. “Let’s go meet the class.” When we walked in the classroom and I saw all those faces looking at me, I could have passed out.
One sunny Friday morning was once again another day I was going to my best friend Railyns house. It was always so fun with her. So I started off the day with waking up and doing my morning routine. And in addition I had to pack all of my clothes to go to Railyns house, after I got ready and packed I went downstairs to eat breakfast. Later it was time to go to school.
Mia sighs. She gets up and gets ready for school in a rush not wanting to be late. " Ugh mom this is going to be the worst day ever!" Mia exclaims. Mia walks into the kitchen to see her mom and dad waiting for her to drive her to school. "
My mother and I came here for open house, but I am lost like the sock you can never find. I itch to ask someone for help, but my pride will not allow me to do so. The hallways leading to nowhere, the sense of feeling alone and not seeing a single familiar face in the crowd. How could my parents think this was a grand idea? I slowly reach my classroom, all eyes on the new girl, even if it’s the first day.
Its been months Nancy, I’ve missed you! Happy birthday!” said Christy as she embraced me and gave me a gift bag, “we have a lot to talk about…” “Nancy, its been so long! Happy birthday!” said Rihanna, as she jumped on me. Everyone sang a ‘birthday song’ for me and I took pictures with my cousins after cutting my cake. I haven’t seen Rihanna and Christy in three months and I couldn’t wait to start telling them my embarrassing stories of what happened to me in school last term.