My First Day At School

1.Contact with members of the lower castes always reminded him painfully of this physical inadequacy

My first day of the second grade, I knew no one except the teacher and my younger brother. Kindergarten and first grade had been easy enough, but I was scared of the upcoming year. The only thing I knew about being the new kid was that it hadn’t panned out too great for Addie from the American Girl books. Mrs. Henson’s class was fairly quiet throughout the day, for most kids were nervous or tired. We neared the end of the day and I was ecstatic over the fact that hadn’t made a complete fool of myself. I hadn’t met anyone yet, but I thought that that would be a challenge for another day. Unfortunately, that’s not what Mrs. Henson had in mind. She sent us all out to recess with a grin plastered on her face and with me practically kicking

It was the winter of 1993 and I stand there in sleepy, little seaford huddling inside my school blazer against the chill of the air waiting for my bus to take me to school. The sound of train wheels screeching on the tracks drift off in the distance and cigarette smoke engulfs me from a nearby junkie puffing away. Seaford is a quiet suburb on the mornington peninsula, everyone knows each other and everything about each other. Small news for most suburbs is big news for seaford because nothing ever happens in little seaford. My bus drops me off at school, students are rushing to get to there classes and the usual chatter fills the air. I get to my class and take a seat except I can't help notice that today there is more buzz flowing through the air from my classmates, i look around and i can see expressions of fear as well as excitement on their faces. However all i can feel is confusion. What is everyone talking about? The principle makes an announcement over the speaker “most of you are aware of the recent murders in the frankston seaford area, both these murders were very similar which is why the police suspect that there is a serial killer targeting young women. All students must not go home alone and must not walk down the golf links road track unless accompanied by other students” A lump forms in my throat and my mouth goes dry. I feel vulnerable as ever.

I woke up alarmed and breathing heavy. Fear coursed through my veins. Was it from the recurring nightmare I had for the past week or what was to come that day? I didn't know. Both seemed pretty bad to me and I wished neither of them would have to happen, but they did. That day I had my first day of school. I wouldn't mind if it would have been the year before, this year was different though. This past summer was the hardest thing I've done. I had to say goodbye to everything. My friends, my home, everything that ever made me happy. The only thing that I brought with me was my very precisely chosen wardrobe of cool toned shirts and expensive bottoms and my old and useless cat Luna. Our new house was on the edge of town, the richer side. But that didn't mean anything to me, neither did my dad’s new job. Nothing about this new start made me happy. I was perfectly fine in our old home, I had tons of friends and I was close with all the girls on my softball team. Everyone in the town knew me, and I knew everyone. The only person from our new town I knew was the sweet old lady who lived next door who brought cookies the day we moved in. She was a lot older than my parents even, probably in her seventies, but looked a bit younger with all the makeup she wore. She looks nice, but also like a typical rich older woman with all the expensive brands and jewelry she wore. Everyone in this neighborhood is like that though, and I feel out of place. I'm not usually the type of person to

Although with Jake, was his friend Nathan who was with him on Friday night. Jake is tall, skinny, and brunette and wants justice for his best friend. While the officers were questioning the boys, Anna’s dad walked in. Mr. Perry is a stern looking man that has had a bright reputation throughout Troy. “Where is my daughter?” he asked the secretary. She replied, “Sir, we just called her out of class.” Mr. Perry said, “I can’t believe I’m here for something my daughter didn’t do!” The second officer then pulled Mr. Perry into his office to look at the tapes. Anna then walked in and said, “Umm excuse me, where is my dad?” The secretary pointed towards the office. While my parents and I were sitting in the office, Anna, her dad, and the officer walked out. Mr. Perry said, “Anna I can’t believe you!” The officer then said, “A number of local governments have laws that hold parents responsible for vandalism committed by their children.” Mr. Perry asked Anna, “Anna would you like to tell Mr. and Mrs. Benson or do you want me too?” Anna replied, “Mr. and Mrs. Benson, it was me who did the vandalizing.” The principal, Jake, and Nathan walked out to Anna confessing to committing the crime. The principal said, “Anna you are suspended from school for 60 days and you are also charged with vandalism.” Anna cried while saying a sincere apology to my family and I. “Benson family, I am so sorry for everything. I

I glanced up at the clock. It was 12:18. Mrs. Ewert exclaimed, “One or two problems guys.” My heart sunk to my toe. I had langage arts next. Mrs. Berntson was coming back to school after her son went missing. My friends say that she is seeking revenge and locking up kids. I tried not to think about it and did a math problem, I knew they were exaggerating. The bell rang and Mrs. Ewert excused the class. I slowly walked down the crowded hallway. I turned the corner and could see her crusty, burnt door. Now I could believe my friends, Mrs. Berntson has gone crazy! I looked across the hallway and could see my friend, Will. You could tell by his face that he was scared to go in.

‘Beep’
I answered the intercom.
“Mr. and Mrs. Taylor are here regarding their missing son” answered Sally, my assistant.
I signaled her to send them in. They entered with a melancholy look on their faces. Hand in hand they had a puppy like look that I couldn’t say no to. So with comfort and reassurance I urged them to share their horrific story. The story was that Matt; the Taylor’s son was reported
missing a few days ago. He was let go from school but never turned up at home. I assured them that I will do all that I can do and sent them home.

The case wasn’t that unique as there have been many disappearances and kidnappings in this town. Most of the kids are just trying to get out of this unexciting and dreary town or just wanted to get away

Finally, winter break was over and it was time for school. During the morning time, everyone from the school goes to the cafeteria to eat breakfast or just to talk to friends before class starts. When I walked in, I saw everyone looking at me and wondering to myself that everyone knows the knew. There was an open table and I decided to sit there and wait for Preston to come. While waiting, I was looking through the evidence on my phone and thinking to myself what I am going to say to

It was like any ordinary Monday at our school, teenagers in the halls chatting, people eating during first lunch, and teachers instructing their fourth period classes. But everything suddenly changed when an unnatural looking figure approached the middle school. Slowly limping our direction, he seemed kind of pale, had ripped clothing, and was grunting something unintelligible. Mr. Pixton, an 8th grade science teacher, went to go see what the strange man was up to. When Mr. Pixton got to the mysterious man, the man charged and sank his teeth into his neck. In a panic most students started to run away and scream. While the teacher fell to the ground, the individual unexpectedly ran at another and bit them. As I realized what was happening,

They took her into a bone chilling room that had a metal table and three metal chairs. There was paperwork scattered amongst the table. Two detectives took a seat across from her and began to question the identity of the criminal. “Well I could not get to good look at him because he was running so fast and he bolted into his car and left but I did notice that he was tall and blonde, he was also built like a wrestler and jumped into a big red truck. I think I might have seen him around school before but I am not sure.” She exclaimed in a jumbled mess of a sentence. The following Monday police came to the school and searched for a possible suspect. The police spent most of the day combing the old hallways and peering from behind the brick arches. The school day was almost over and the students were all getting riled up to leave, throwing their book bags over their shoulders and running down the halls like they were on a raceway. All of a sudden before anyone actually got the chance to leave the school shut down, all of the doors locked and no one knew

I stopped by my locker again before I left to go home, and I heard some yelling outside the side door around the corner from my locker. I quickly zipped up my backpack, shut my locker, and threw my backpack over my shoulder. I jogged outside and went down part of the hill and turned the corner to see Brooklyn, Isabelle, and Avery surrounding a sixth grader. They were throwing things at her, yelling, and laughing. I didn't hear anything they said, but I knew it wasn't nice. "Leave her alone!" It went completely silent, and I now regretted doing anything.

I still remember that fateful day, the day I was Stolen. It started out as a normal day at school. I’ll take you through the whole story. There is one thing you should try to figure out, who kidnapped me.

“No worries, we will just take my car!" We ran to the parking lot only to find her car stolen! The other male teacher whoose name I didn’t know voulenteered his car. It was one of the only ones left in the lot. It had been 15 minutes since the alarms were sounded. I had fear in my heart that I was hiding.

“Everybody go downstairs to the church basement NOW!” ,bellowed Mrs.Bardell. Just as we were finishing the last song 3 gunshots went off, followed by a deathly scream outside of the church. Everybody hurried downstairs like little mice. We hid inside the old locker rooms. My heart was beating outside of my chest...and i’m sure everyone else's was too. It was hot and breezy down there. Ew. After about an hour there were policemen coming into the church to tell us that it is safe outside. I saw Mrs.Bardell and the policemen talking about something important. Her face looked terrified! Very curiously I kinda walked closer to hear what they were saying, but soon got called back by my best friend Zoey.

Afterwards we hear loud knocking, it was a girl begging to be let in. We didn’t understand why she was being so loud, if she was trying to get away from those psychotic murders. Maybe it was just the paranoia in me, but I got that same sense that something terrible was about to happen. I began to question, if she was trying to get us caught or something. Why did she choose our class out of all the others? Our class was all the way at the end of the hallway, at the very front of the hallway, there was an intersection to the other hallway. The bathrooms were in that other hallway, if she was in the bathroom when this went down, why didn’t she go to one of those other classes in that hallway or the first