Personal Narrative Essay: The Perfect Day Of School

All of a sudden, it was calm. The green forest surrounded me. Small birds chirped in the trees. I was sitting, I could feel the cool ground and grass beneath my hands.

Where am I?

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I was walking towards school like usual. It was an exciting Monday! That may sound strange, but it makes sense when there were only exams left after today. School was almost over and Summer was right after. I dreamed of my perfect Summer.

Sitting on my computer playing video games or watching anime. Perfect.

While I was excited to get to the exams as quickly as possible, my other peers would beg to differ.

At the entrance of the school, I could see some kids hesitating to enter. Their eyes darting around before looking at their phone or notebook, reviewing

Not this time. I walk through freely and head towards my first class.

I enter and do something I have never done before. I said hello to my teacher. I was given a friendly-sounding reply that could be interpreted as a gesture of kindness or an inconspicuous threat.

I sit down at my seat, take out a blank sheet of paper and start doodling. The perfect way to pass time until class starts. I doodle for only moments before I get bored. I was too antsy to lose my mind in imaginary paper beings.

I look up from my desk. It seems there isn’t a lot of people here today. Almost half of the seats are empty. Anxiety spread across the school like an epidemic, and like all sicknesses, kept the students at home. Only this time they aren’t resting.

The bell indicating the start of school rang. My teacher looked at the doorway to see if there was anyone else coming. There wasn’t

She got up and closed the door, ready to start class with half her students.

Teacher: “Okay students. As you know, tomorrow is your exam. We’ve gone through all the lessons, and you’ve endured 4 months of mathematics. I know tomorrow you will make me proud!” She smiled, hoping her motivational speech would change some of the blank stares focused on her. It