I remember looking to the left and right of me everyone seemed to be enjoying the first day of school. Everyone including myself showing off our clean new outfits we had bought during back to school sales. Eagerly waiting for the bell to ring; I remember walking around trying to find something to do as I wait impatiently for school to start. Trying to find something I can go and chill I walk over to the school gym, taking a look around me I see our school colors, which are black and yellow. Almost forgot the name of my high school is Adrian Wilcox High, home of the thunder if I remember correctly or lightning one of the two but I digress.
They punched him in the face and when he got back home, their parents hit him because of all the bruisses that he had in his face and in his arms. One day, he was sick of his parents because they always kicked him. So, what he decided to do was to take all those bad vibes and punches that their parents gave him, and he hit some of his classmates. After all that happened, he realized that he was by his own, he didn´t have a friend or someone to share things, to
The once courteous young man became involved in many different rebellious activities until one day later on he ran out of money to continue to live in his apartment. He ended up begging his parents for him to move back in and they flatly told him no. It pains me to see that his little brother, who is my age, is similar, but has found better ways of eluding his parents and conjuring
My quietness only trailed me when I attended school. When I knew it was my turn to talk, my heart raced like it would burst out of my chest and the room buzzed with nervous energy. This day in second-grade was the first day I decided to speak out. I pulled my clammy hand out from under my desk and tentatively raised it in the air. After I spoke, a look of surprise fleetly passed over Mrs. Houselog’s face, but then she smiled and thanked me for correcting
It is Mia's first day of school and she is a freshman at _________. She is extremely nervous and scared for her first day. She's always been kind of quiet and only had a few friends and the whole idea of high school frightens her. It is 5:45 A.M. and Mia's alarm is going off she rolls over and hits snooze. Then when it goes off again at 6:00 A.M. her mom comes in.
Mr. Hound was a man with a large ego and hero complex even larger. He came to the school to “save” it. Honestly, I don’t even remember the principle who came before Mr. Hound. Whoever he was, he minded he own damn business, we did our jobs, I assume he did his. Mr. Hound, on the other hand, had staff meetings everyday, he expected a report on student and self reflections at the end of each week, he even saw it fit to lock the exits!
My earliest memory is when I was getting ready for preschool and I decided I didn't like the shirt I was wearing. I climbed up the drawers and pulled out the first one to get a shirt and the next thing I know I’m stuck under my dresser. I screamed and yelled for my mom but she didn't hear me because she was drying her beautiful long blonde hair. I was a little person when this happened I was only about 4. I continued to scream and she finally heard me.
Sara begin to think. What if I’m not good enough? She finish brushing her teeth and put on her pj. The next day comes, and Sara walks off her school bus in to school building. The closer she to the double doors her palms got sweaty and her pulse increase quick.
I thanked her for the ride and went to unlock the door. After realizing that I completely forgot my key, I felt like a bigger moron. I waited until 3:30 because that was when my mom would come home with my brother. I told her everything that happened in my day at school. I was hesitant to tell her about what happened after school with my crush because I thought she would be completely shocked that I would do something like that.
That one night his crew competed on pur school competition, And as a best friend, I supported him so bad that I for two days, my throat hurts every time I talk. That 's when the issues came. People were starting to question me about me being best friends with me, didn 't really bother me at first, I didn 't care about their questions until one day an anonymous person in my social account called ask.fm told me that I was a flirt, That I don 't deserve to live and etc. Didn 't told my best friend about it. It was one of the hardest problems ive ever encountered while being at my first year of being a