How To Write A Narrative About High School

Devonte Thompson Prompt 2 Coming into high school was amazing because it was nice to experience, a whole new school setting. But in reality my first year was the worst year. I lost my grandfather along with three uncles, and it shook my whole year. The fact that i am still in school is outstanding, when i look upon it. The most difficult obstacle for me was getting back on track after what i went through my freshman year high school.

Once I got to school i saw my 2 best friends standing by the main entrance. “Hi Andy and Connie!” i shout out to them.

“I’m so nervous, what if I do horrible!?” Marie looked and sounded really anxious. “Don’t worry, we’re both gonna do great!” I explained, even though I was nervous too. That was the day we were finally trying out for competitive dance at our dance studio, Bleker’s. Bleker’s used to do competitive

Through my time growing up in Corona Queens as a kid I had come to realize something, I was beginning to get shorter as time progressed, the odd part was that I was the tallest in my class, standing at 5,10 in the 7th grade I was considered tall for a kid my age, in addition to only being 12 but regardless as I kept on coming home, I only felt as if I'm getting shorter. one day returning from the library and my reading session about the book Nature I was still in shock about what Henry David Thoreau has said about "sucking the marrow of life", and as I was attempting to think of how I can accomplish what he said, I fell and nearly broke my skull. it was then that I realized that what seemed like a footstep to walk into my home was a 10ft fall.

“Yeah, Yeah can you just tell us what place we got?” Mariah said impatiently I laughed and switched my attention to the announcer. “Moving onto awards” the announcer said after 15 minutes of saying unimportant stuff. “Finally” I said under of my breath quietly. Pendleton dance team were all sitting in a circle with big smiles on their faces like as they had already won. They were our biggest competition this competition because our scores were really close first round. When we performed second round most of my teammates were telling us how they messed up which I hated because it made me think

Going through high school the days were all the same, except for game days. There was just something different about the culture of the school. You could almost feel the excitement in the air. Every “Good luck tonight,” that was received made it feel like the whole school was rooting

Dance Concert Reflection Essay Last week was such an amazing experience! I’m so thankful to have had the opportunity to dance with all my wonderful 4th period friends and take part in the Fall Show, “Subsequent”, with the rest of the BHS Dancers (including my wonderful big, Lindsey)! I’m really proud of how the dance department did as a whole. I love dancing at Brookwood High School because it’s so different than the strict ballet setting that I’m used to at my studio. It is also very special to be part of something at my school. As a Sugarloaf Ballet Company Dancer, I’ve not had this experience before. Dance has always been separate from my school. It is so exciting to be able to say that I dance for Ms. Ellen at Brookwood High School.

Going into High School I didn’t know what to expect, I was nervous but I knew what classes I wanted to take and get over with. World Geography was an option and I was discussing it with my sister, she did let me know that there would be mostly all sophomores in that class because it was a sophomore class. That did get me a bit nervous because I only work well with a certain amount of people. The first day of school I was a little calm because when I walked in, I already knew most of the people in my class. Somethings that I will take from World Geography is how I somehow managed to improve on my time management skills, with the help of Mr. Brubaker and DJ, I got to see what I needed to improve in my writing and I took what I learned in this

‘Crash’ the smell of my mum’s homemade peanut chicken curry mixed with textbook ink, wafted through the school locker rooms.

“Come on!” My best friend, Sarah, pulled me outside of the GT classroom, and out into the open high school hallway.

Life is like an ocean. It ebbs and flows. The only certainty is that there isn't any. {except for death & taxes}.

Is it a left or a right at the stairwell? I should just go home. Did you actually think you could pull this off? Moron. Whatever I’m almost there. I don’t know what dad was fussing about. Going to the cafeteria isn’t nearly as bad as he had said. I am lost though, but they acted as if there were lions and tigers and bears. Oh my God! That smells amazing! Is that Cheerios? Wait, there’s a chickeny smell. Maybe, a chicken biscuit? Whatever, anything is better than that crap at home. Do I turn here? These damn walls look the same. Oh, there’s a light. Can’t wait to taste-- Ouch! Why is that duct so freaking high up? It smells like chlorine in here. Where am I? It’s hella bright in here. Is this a classroom? Oh god! That means some student will see me and they’ll call the janitor and--

Second semester was about to start there was only a couple of days left. Roberto was on the edge of either graduating or failing his senior year. Roberto set a goal to himself so when he returns back to school he will work harder, and focus more. He starts to

End of the Year When I was in Elementary school I attended Rice Elementary in Santa Maria. I heard when you enter Junior High that the people who hang out with you begin to shape who you become later during the year. The thing I was concerned about Junior High

The day had started out so perfectly, the sun was out, the air was warm and excitement filled the air. Students were all so ready to find their place, to join the club that would change part of what their school year would be like. Some would join the same as before, and some would be bold and try for something new. Alena stood with the other cheerleaders, having arrived early to set up their booth and begin drawing attention be sounding off with some of their new cheers.