My Day At High School

This course has been the most challenging year of English yet, which is fitting because it culminates my last year of high school. In fact, I am writing this piece on my last day of high school. This is one of the last English classes I will ever take. I am not planning on majoring in English in college but I have truly learned to see the beauty of language I use every single day. It may sound cliché, but there is nothing more fulfilling than being able to express myself on paper. Thirteen years

Every day after school I watched Amelia run towards the High School, her backpack bounced with every step. Even now in High School she runs behind the school. She’s looking for something, or going towards something. I have never talked to Amelia. I have never seen her speak to anyone unless necessary. I also have only seen her at school. She seems to never leave here, as if something ties her down. I have seen once where she goes. On the other side of school there is an outdoor entrance to the

For me, the first day of high school felt as if I was a baby chick coming out of an egg. Of course, I had the right to feel that way because it was a whole different environment and a whole new game plan. I was super nervous walking to and from classes that I even got lost many times. My high school was big, with over 3,000 students and many programs. I was tiny to begin with and then I looked at other students, they were way taller than me, I felt out of place. On the bright side, I was not the

whether they want to or not, what matters is if they accept the change for the better rather than the worse. As a high school student, I have learned to accept changes as just part of my life. I have experienced a lot of changes in my life from ninth grade to senior year of high school, from my physical strength, personality, involvement, and my ability to grow as a potential teacher one day. These changes have all been beneficial in the growth of me as a person, a person that will succeed in life.

My last few days of high school are fast approaching and the feeling is starting to become so surreal and I can only imagine how I will be feeling when I walk out of the gates for the last time. Throughout the last 5 years of high school, I have felt an urgency to graduate high school, but I didn’t know that the time to graduate would come so fast. Now, that the time is finally nearing, I can’t believe that it has come so quickly. I remember my first days of high school. I was so excited to experience

Everyone always says how everything changes in high school. You’re treated with more responsibility and more homework, just more of everything. There is a big transition from junior high to high school. The thought of entering high school for me was exciting and scary all at once. The fact that I’ll be with all of the big kids was pretty scary and being in high school and being a part of it was exciting. My first day of high school, I was pretty nervous and intimidated and kind of excited. I was

My first day of high school was my first time attending school in America. It was the scariest week of my life. I had only been in America for two month when my mother told me I had to start high school next week. I was very nervous and scared, but my mother told me that the school was going to be similar to my school in Egypt. I don’t remember why I believed her at this time. Thought, I think I wanted to believe that everything was going to be normal and regular. The day before going to school,

you have to offer.” The message rang in my head as my mother offered me this advice, in attempt to quell my fear of not fitting in the night before my first day of high school. I was often scared to be myself. Being a persistent Asian with nothing but frequent late nights studying intensely to keep up, young male dancer, and closeted gay teenager were all facets of my identity that did not sit well in the minds of middle school bullies. However, my high school experiences brought me to realize that

My First Day at Central High School It all started when I woke up to my alarm at six twenty. I tried going back to sleep, but my alarm was louder than a police siren. I proceeded to do my morning routine, so I could go to school restored. After that, I dressed up and fixed up my book bag for the school day. I still had time left even after preparing for school. I used this time to think about how the day would go. I was thinking it would go well even though I was anxious. I did start to

combed my hair, and went to my room and started to decide what I wanted to wear, it was my first day of high school. I was ready at 6 in the morning and I had to go to the bus at 6:20 so I had some time to myself before I had to go.I got to the bus stop and I saw the bus rolling over the hill. I got on and said hello to my bus driver. I have an hour long bus ride so I put my headphones in my ears and listened to my music. After the bus ride,I got to school and immediately snap chatted my friends