My First Day Of School

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The next hour was just me sitting there on the couch watching television while my brother got on his bus. Then it was my turn, I had just eaten breakfast and was ten minutes away from getting on my bus. My mom told me it was time to get on the bus, so we both walked outside. Three minutes later the bus was coming down the road and was headed straight for my house. It pulled up and I proceeded to walk through the doors onto the bus. I sat right next to my friend from elementary school and I was on my way.

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

The next morning I woke up and everyone was still quiet, I got ready for school and went along my way. When I got to school I got called out into the commons area to speak with my teacher. I was horrified, I thought I was in trouble. Our counselor was out there and kept asking me questions about my step dad. I didn’t lie, I told them what he used to do and how he is. She sent me back to class and I didn’t think about it until I got home. When I got off the bus I stopped at my neighbors to play with their dog for a few minutes like I did everyday, but when I got home my step dad wasn’t home. He was always home when I got out of school so I was confused. Hailey was at cross country practice so I was home alone and scared. My mom got off at five so I waited until she got home to ask her what was going on. When she got home she made me go with her pick up Hailey from practice and then she said we had to go somewhere. I thought we were going to get ice cream or something, but it wasn’t a sweet treat. We had to go to this office place. We pulled into the parking lot and my stepdad came out of the building. He

It was a cool friday evening. We had just finished scrimmaging at Fisher Field, and we were all loading onto the bus. We made our way to the school and went home. I remember calling my dad so he can come and pick me up. Once my dad came around I was thinking about what my mom made for dinner, and how much homework I had to do that night. I got home safely, and started walking towards the house until I hear my little sister coming up to the door to greet me. I found it strange, as she never does this. I greeted her back, and made my way to my room to put my bag away. I made my way back downstairs to go and eat, but I saw my mom sitting there and smiling. She told me to come over and guess what she had on her lap. I had an idea to what she

Anyways, school didn’t mean much to me the only thing I could think about how excited I was because I have waited for this day for I don’t even know how long. School goes by in a flash and then we head to the library for Mrs.Cornek’s 7th period social studies class and just about 15 minutes into the class I see my mom but I didn’t think that it was her at first. At first I didn’t even realize her but I then figured it out after she was waving her hands up and down and screaming SAMMY J in front of all my friends and embarrassing me. I begin to wonder why she was here but not for long because I then hear the loudspeaker go off about 30 seconds after she arrived and it announces “ Can we have Sam Josselyn to the office prepared to leave.” All of my friend begin to ask me where am I going but I didn’t have an answer I had no idea. I rush out of the classroom excited I get to leave because it was a snore fest and I was so ready to leave the second I got there. I immediately run up to her and give her a hug and thank her for saving me. As we are walking to the car I ask her where are we going and she said we are going to get your nails done, get your hair done, get your makeup done, and your eyebrows. I don’t say anything not even a thank you just a really big excited smile that I only have gotten when I was 7 and got the American girl doll that I

From two weeks of the day we moved in, school started and I was entering 3rd grade. It was the year when everything gets harder and tougher, that’s what I was told from my cousins. When I first entered the school I had mixed emotions as most people in the school knew each other from the previous years but I was new, meaning that I was that “new kid”. We registered in the office and they gave me a class number and that’s the moment where my heart started pumping hard and my dad had left me alone in a hallway. Then, everything around me started spinning and the walls seemed like it was getting closer to me, I seen a lady walking closer to me that I imagined was 7 feet tall but it was just my hallucinations. I could see that she mouthed something as her lips moved from down and up , I didn’t understand anything she said. It got me anxious and tears started

On the first day of school, when the first rays of sunlight hits window of Olivia’s bedroom. Olivia opened her eyes and slowly got up to prepare for her first school day, starting her 8th grade. Olivia did er normal routine like she did everyday. Olivia got up, brushed her ivory white teeth, took a warm shower and headed down to eat her rather filling breakfast. When Olivia headed down to eat her breakfast, the sight that greeted her was like any other day, her mom cleaning up the dirty dishes and her dad sitting at the table drinking his coffee. Once was completely down the stairs her mother greeted her with a warm and caring smile. “Olivia, are you ready for your first day of school?” Olivia’s mother rather excitingly. “Well, it really depends on how I feel today.” Olivia said with a straight face and monotone voice while sitting herself down at her seat at the dinner table. Immediately, Olivia’s mother knew something was up. Olivia was usually a very cheerful and happy person, the truth was there was something rather off about Olivia. The reason why was, Olivia dreaded going to her school, Great Neck South Middle School. Why? Her school wasn’t the most bullyproof school in the U. S., Whenever she walks into the school Olivia will often get stared at and bullied because of her cherry blossom-pink hair and unusual blue eye colour. Olivia wished for it to all go away and disappear, her friends didn’t help her either, like everyone else they will tease Olivia about her

The second day of school into sixth grade was going fine, I was having a good day. I was excited that I was in middle school. The clock finally hit three I went straight home. I got home, I ate and watched tv shows on Netflix.I was having a laid-back day since I didn't have homework to do.It was around 8:50 p.m. and my mom told me and my sisters to go to bed since it was a school night. I went to my room but didn’t listen to my mom. My younger sister Samantha and I were playing around with my baby sister Gema. We were playing on my bed by the corner.

Being born in December, I had to start school a year later. I hated this, though I was not that much older it still bothered me. I thought everyone was judging me because of my age, and the grade I was in. However, I knew that going to high school was my chance to graduate with my class. Throughout my freshman and sophomore year I pushed myself to come out of my shell; I went to my first dance, I joined the dance club, the softball team and sung for judges. The next year I was still determined to graduate early, so during registration I pleaded my case of why I wanted to graduate early. Another reason I really wanted to graduate early was because I was turning eighteen, and being adopted I knew my mom would no longer get help for me; as far as healthcare or food assistance. I was told that there was no guarantee that I would graduate early but just in case there was an opportunity I had an alternative schedule.

I was sweating bullets. My face was red hot and I was shaking I was so nervous. It was my first day of school at my brand new school. We had recently bought a home in Michigan where as we used to live in Florida. I was a straight A student, but was very shy. I just couldn 't stand the thought of walking into a school full of kids I did not know.

My alarm startles me as I get out of bed. My shades are shut, no sun shines through. My first day of school ever and the first day that I have to officially get up out of bed early. I smell the pancakes and sausage sneaking through the crack underneath my door. My first day of school and I have no clue what to wear or how to act. I go downstairs and dad automatically greets me with a hug and a smile.

That night during dinner I mentioned that my 16th birthday was coming up, my parents gave a big long sigh, and they exchanged looks and said that honey for your birthday were going to be taking you and your sister to grandmas for your own good “YAY, grandmas” my little sister Laila said. It was very cryptic on how my parents had said “for your own good." I got up from my seat and walked into my room and started thinking about why my parents wanted me to go to grandmas for my birthday, but I decided not to think into it as much. I fell asleep that night. The next morning we all ate breakfast and went to the car. After one hour on the road, I realized that we passed grandma’s house half an hour ago. My parents stopped the car in front of the woods and got out all my bags and told me to keep on going until I see the school on the invitation that I got yesterday.

My first day of school was a mess. I woke up, got dressed, brushed my hair, ate breakfast and then brushed my teeth. I packed my bag and got ready to wait for the bus. I was so scared. I had so many thoughts running through my mind all at once. As I walked outside I saw the bus pulling on the end of street, my heart was racing. As the bus approached I stepped on and picked the closest empty seat available. The bus was quite yet at the same time I heard people talking. A few minutes later I just decided to look out the window instead of awkwardly staring down. We stopped at this older house but then there was a house a little farther back kind of behind trees and another house, two kids came walking out from the front house and got on the

Harper woke up full of energy and barely noticed the pain in her sore foot as she wrestled with her clothes under the covers before hopping to the bathroom on her crutches. The other girls in the dorm started to stir as their alarms went off and Harper – who always set her alarm ten minutes earlier than everyone else’s – was pleased that she was first in line for the bathroom.