In the back seat, intently listening to the words coming through the speakers, what is this I hear? Something so soulful, full of emotion, and life, it 's as if I entered into another dimension, floating on a cloud of serenity. This feeling abruptly ended with a goodbye kiss as I prepare to enter the school building. I was enjoying my early morning schedule, learning about simple mathematics, how to get along with my peers, playing at recess, but I couldn 't wait to get lost again, leave the earthly
The day I had eagerly been anticipating for 10 lengthy months, finally came. The sun was beaming. A nice breeze was flowing. Yet another perfect summer day, but something was peculiar. It felt as if I had just rolled up a ball of all my stress and tossed it aside. The moment I came home from school, I flopped on my bed and my eyelids instantly slid. I had just finished a laborious grade 8 and an exceedingly stressful week of final exams. I couldn’t help but succumb to sleep after countless days of
Setting my suitcase and bags next to my bed, I glanced around seeing that most of the things I kept here were where I left where I ha don 't them two months ago. summer break recently ended and class was scheduled to resume on Monday. It was my last year here at Maxwell College of Arts and I could already tell that this year was going to be stressful. Being 21, almost 22 in September, I was ready to take on life. Ever since I was 15, I knew I wanted to be a singer. I wanted to share my music with
It had been a long hot summer, and I was very excited for school to begin, I even found a new backpack on the internet that I wanted to buy, although this never would happen, I was still happy that the summer was almost over. I couldn 't wait. Every day of August I had checked the mail. But one day when I saw the mail truck, I sprinted down the driveway, I would 've been hit by a car is one was there. I opened the mailbox, grabbed the mail, and ran back up, well I should say tried. I tripped
“Natalia! we have to go to this dance! Please!” “You got money Roxy? because I sure do not!”. “Well no, but your mom will buy us tickets! Ha-ha!” “Well that is true, but you are asking her!” “What why she 's your mom!” “But that 's your mom! Lights flashing day and night, cars and taxi’s stuck in the day rush and the night to endure the spotlight, but in North Brooklyn there was to girls, two girls who were friends since 6th grade. They went through many hardships but still always managed to come
Back in the 8th grade, I remember coming home from school hearing the loud yelling behind the closed doors of the master bedroom. At that time shouting and yelling was quite common in the household, especially during the late night. Going to sleep, knowing your parents might get divorced soon, didn’t make my life easier. Without all the commotions, the house felt deserted. It was very quiet, my brother and sister were away studying abroad in London and Sydney respectively getting their undergraduate
other alumni are in jail, died in the zombie apocalypse a while back, or have been wiped off the face of the earth somehow, I don’t know, I couldn’t possibly care any less about those that I went to high school with and that are there after me. Graduation was one of the better days of my young life. If you haven’t figured it out, I was not a fan of high school. They couldn’t pay or beg me enough to teach at any high school here in the county, hence why I am teaching at the middle school level, as
MRS. MENDOZA: Wake up Hijo! You 're going to be late for school! (Francisco gets ready for school looking as if he still isn 't awake. After he walks downstairs to Mrs. Mendoza cooking breakfast) MRS. MENDOZA: Buenos Dias, quickly come eat, your papá went to get your present. FRANCISCO: Mamá you didn 't have to this this morning what about at dinner tonight? MRS. MENDOZA Nonsense come sit. Maria find your father tell him to hurry up! MARIANTHONY: Yes mamá. (Francisco starts to eat as Mr. Mendoza
Beep, beep, beep. It was my alarm. “NOOOOO,” I thought to myself. “It’s too early!” I got out of bed and started getting ready for school. I headed downstairs and poured myself a bowl of cheerios. My mom walked in the kitchen and grabbed her mug of coffee and keys. She is a lawyer for some company or something I’m not really sure but she always leaves for work in the morning and comes back around 6ish at night. “Hey Hannah do you want a ride to school this morning? I’m leaving right now,” she asked
BEEEEPP… BRRR… BEEP…BRRRRRR! My room flashed in front of me, quickly then disappeared. The morning sun peeked through my translucent curtains. Shadows of dancing branches appeared on my white walls. I woke up panicked at the sound of an alarm I had forgotten to turn off the previous night. How stupid could I be, forgetting to turn off an alarm clock attached to my own chest! Saturday morning and awake at 6 A.M, really?! I forced my eyes shut, but no use. After several attempts to get both feet on