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Personal Narrative: My Worst Day At Heritage High School

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I’m Hannah Kathryn Lynn Oliver. But my friends call me Hannah Kate. I am 17 years old and I attend Heritage High School. I wouldn’t consider myself a particularly smart girl. I don’t particularly like to read or do math, so there for school is a long boring day for me. As I make my way through the people filled halls, I suffer from this feeling of dullness. Every day I wake up expecting the same routine: eat breakfast, go to school, do homework, eat dinner, then get in bed. I find myself yearning for some adventure. The average 17-year-old life really isn’t cutting it for me anymore. It’s a Monday, the worst day of the week in my opinion. Who decided Mondays would be the start of the work and school week? I need to Google that later. I sit down in Ms. Tollet’s American Literature class, and the dramatic teenage girls are sitting around me chatting about how Chad from science is so cute. I can’t bring myself to join the conversation even though I know the girls that are gossiping, and I know Chad from science. Although, if you ask me, Chad seems rather on the lackluster side. As soon as Ms. Tollet begins talking, I zone out. Oh, what it would be like to leave this boring life of mine and do …show more content…

I’ve always loved my house. It sits back off a small road, making it easy to enjoy privacy. It’s not too big and not too small. The white brick is accentuated with dark black shutters. During the summer, it is hidden by a lush of green trees, but in the fall and winter, it can be fully seen from the road. As I make my way into my house, I am greeted by a giant ball of hair carrying in her mouth what looks to be a sock. Molly, my Golden Retriever, is circling me as I try and push my way to the kitchen. I decide that I may need a power nap if I want to make it through the rest of this never-ending day. Laying down on my large queen pillow top mattress is that sigh of relief that I have needed all

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