How To Write A Narrative Essay About My First Day In High School

My life flipped for the better once I left the 8th grade, it was finally summer time and I was ready for it. But deep down I knew once summer was over high school here I come. I won't even lie, I was terrified to start as a freshman in high school. All of the rumors that I heard with baby freshman day, and all the stuff they do to freshmens on the first day of school. To be honest I was really nervous, instead of a couple butterflies in my stomach I had the whole family flying around. But once the first day of high school came up all those rumors that everyone was telling me was actually a lie. High school wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. As my freshman year went on a lot of doors opened up for me, there were sports, clubs, new people to me, everything you could possible think of. I didn't really get into sports as much as all of my friends, I was more into video games and playing outside in the woods just adventuring finding old vintage things and old buildings and all of the beautiful views. My freshman year wasn't really too special, I was too busy figuring out what everything was and where everything was located at. Then my sophomore year came along this is where I started to get the foundation of high school and blend in. everything kinda went downhill I made good grades don't get wrong, it's just I never showed up which I regret miserably. Once I got to my junior year everything is still constantly changing, a lot more people know of me. I was never

It was the first day of school for 6th grade and I was so nervous, I was scared of my first day in middle school. My brother was acting like it was not a big dill, but it was for me, my brother would not even listen to me and when he did he said things like, shut up you little brat, or move along retard. Then I went to my mom instead and she told me things like, it will be all right, nothing to worry about, your brother will watch you he is only in 8th grade. I was calming down but I was still very nervous because I

VROOM! The bus goes when the engine starts and drives to school. Ugh! The thought of going to school again and beginning the 2nd grade in Maurice Hawk School. EH. I wasn’t so nervous because I had the same class as my friends. I know my teacher was so nice to me in 2nd grade, because basically all elementary school teachers are really nice to kids like me. Her name was Mrs. Ramirez. I had to run to different classes during that class like speech or just different subjects because I hate the thought of being late. When is was time for speech, my teacher picked my classmate and I up because we forgot to come to class. I know I just said that I hate the thought of being late, but hold your horses! It was only the first day! Give me a break! But anyways, while we were walking slowly and calmly in the hall, we started

We all have different kinds of the first day of school experiences, but for every student, I feel that stepping into the first day of school as a freshman would mark as the most memorable day in all high school years. Before the first day of school, I quickly thought that my freshman year would turn into the toughest and saddest year in my experience. My best friend would not attend the same high school with me, which already gives me many conclusions of how sad and hard of a school year it would result. However, maybe things will turn out differently than we think if we just change something about our way of living it.

I remember the first day I saw this kid. It was in September on a warm and windy Tuesday. This particular Tuesday was not like any other Tuesday because of the new student and the way the room felt when he walked in. I usually sat in the back left of the classroom because I was not that type of child that would sit in the front

It was my junior year of high school, I had just woken up. Unfortunately, I saw a baby blue room when I opened up my eyes instead of the off white walls I had grown so accustomed to. Getting up, taking a shower, and finding something to eat before shoving off to the school bus at the other end of the road was commonplace. The ride to school was as quiet as one would expect a school bus to be. The group in the back was being loud and obnoxious whiles the people up front, where I tended to sit, acted nerdy and making very offensive jokes.

Another student gave me a weird look as if he wanted to harm me. Little did I know, he was one of the toughest kids in my grade level, and he had the biggest crush on Andrea. His name was Billy.

It was a steaming summer day while I was warming up in the in the bullpen. It was summer 2016, and this was my 1st high school baseball game. I was throwing with Grant Talley to warm-up. He was one of the two catchers on our team. After about 15 warm-up pitches, it was time to take the field with my teammates. I had a jittery feeling in my stomach while the coaches were talking to us, before we took the field.

When I first rode the bus with Mr. Lach I did not know what to expect because I had never rode the bus. My mother had always drove my sisters and I to school but I no longer was at the elementary and needed a ride to school. The first day I stepped on that bus Mr. Lach greeted me to my surprise using my name. I then did not know where to sit so I sat with my friends Dylan Devier and Drew Meyers which was a mistake because they were the kids that caused trouble and hair loss to those who could not handle those kinds of kids and sat right behind Mr. Lach. From then on I matured from fifth grade through freshman year and developed what I would say a good trusting relationship.

I was a new freshman in the Fall of 2014 starting at Mountain View High School, short, shy, and oblivious. The bus pulled up a few blocks away from my house I was nervous and unaware of what the first day would be like. I got on the bus and made it to school at the exact time the bell rang, when I got inside all I could see was a sea full of students. I thought to myself, here's to new beginnings, would the people be approachable? Would it be easy for me to make all new friends? I was stressed out and nervous about what would happen when I made it to that hallway, I didn’t even know where to go and who to ask for help. I finally found this teacher in the hall and I approached her and she helped me to my homeroom class that started at

I went into to Mrs. Wohlenberg’s class, very nonchalant and irritated. She was awful at teaching, which was her only job, and she choose favorites. All of her favorites were the popular kids, therefore I never had a chance. She literally bought them nachos,

The public school that I got switched to was called Van Gogh Elementary School located in Granada Hills. My old school wasn't in the area so I didn't know a single person at the school. I remember walking into class and the whole class was staring at me. My face turned as red as a tomato from the shyness. I didn't think I was going to make any new friends until after a month of school starting. I tried very hard to make friends but I was to shy to talk to people I didn't know. This experience caused me to be different than who I was back

It was a warm September day, when I just had jumped off the bus outside of McDole Elementary. All the little kids got off the bus first so the older kids didn't trample us. Everyone on the bus was excited for school. All the teachers were outside the school holding up signs by the doors waiting for their class. I was trying to find the blue sign because that was the color of my bus-tag. When I finally found my teacher she took us inside to class.

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.

Before I knew it we grabbed our backpacks and started following our teacher out the door. I loved the bus on the way to school but seeing all of the other kids going to catch their buses made me nervous. I was terrified that I was going to get on the wrong bus and never