Personal Narrative Essay : The Story Of A Parking Day In High School

I wander through the misty woods, pushing brambles to the sides with one hand as I guard my Canon camera with the other. I stop as come a small stream, I flip my bag to the front of me and reach into my backpack. “It has be in here somewhere.” I mumble to no one as my hands move around the items in my unorganized bag. I finally pull out my instructions on how to get to the abandon house that I had written down from the internet earlier. I shove the wrinkled paper back into my bag and cross the river then turn left. Twenty minutes later I appear at an old broken gate with a slightly sinking house behind two pine trees. My eyes dart quickly to the rusting No Trespassing sign and back again to the broken gate. I carefully lift the gate above the

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 a Thursday evening when it all happened. Lady Titan Softball was at Tecumseh high school playing a conference game. Of course, this was my freshman year so varsity wasn’t exactly in my range. Winning the junior varsity game though, was just as important. We all knew this conference game was going to be a tough one, but we were willing to do anything to win.

I walked in my dad's room and before I could ask my dad anything he

I placed the plates and forks at each spot and poured milk into each glass. And we sat down to eat.

“Well, I’m sure your mom would explain if…” he trailed off, looking toward my house.

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.

It was a hot and humid day and the weather was perfect, In the morning I woke up, brushed my teeth and ate breakfast and got ready for camp. At camp, I met my friend Tim and Dylan who were about a year younger than me in the grade

We had just gotten off the bus at Benton High School and almost all the girls had to go to the bathroom, as usual. I never had to go after a long bus ride which was weird but whatever. After everyone had put their gear on Coach Watt yelled for us to start warming up. Jayden and I went to the goal as usual and did our ladders. We started to do a couple things on our own when the girls told us they were ready to do their normal warm-up shots on goal. Usually I went first since I was starting varsity, but I let Jayden go first because I was feeling a little sluggish. When she had taken a couple and was out of breath I subbed in. Most of the shots were relatively easy to get to. Cali Fournier had the hardest shot on the team easily. She was up

My car was illegally repossessed in June 2012 by going over the fence. Illegally because the repossession guy went over the fence in a locked gate. Luckily, my neighbor saw him and went outside his house and told the guy what he was doing was illegal. It was around 2 am and my neighbor tried his best to prevent the guy from taking my car and to no avail. I didn't know what to do when I found out that Monday morning. Yes, I should have paid the car, but my family and I have been going to a financial rut, so I searched online and found the law office of Brandon Block, and he immediately told me that it was illegal. Moreover, I was informed by my neighbor that he would be willing to testify. It took four long years when I was awarded a one

My time in High School was made difficult from the constant strife and conflict between my parents. This made my home an unstable environment not fitted for learning or growing as an individual. As I got older and closer to graduating High-School, I began to find my own voice with the help of my mentor Rahn Fleming, which occurred at the end of my junior year. As a result, I came in control of my life and the constant feuding started to die down. No longer did I have to worry about the next scheduled court date, or the next time I would come home wondering what may await. I felt like I was always walking on broken glass for the longest of time throughout my life, until I began to voice myself and what I wanted. My parents came to realize this

“ Well where gonna have to find your parents and you can't leave until we

A time in life when I had to be adaptable was when I first started middle school. Before in elementary school, I would have to walk less than five minutes to get to school. Now in middle school I had to ride the bus and I rarely rode the bus in elementary school. The only time was when we had field trips. The bus went all over the neighborhood and made many stops. I wasn't used to this type of transportation. I realized that I would have to do this throughout high school. I had no choice but to get used to riding the bus everyday.

I came back from school from a stressful day, with significant homework. “UGH!!!! I’m so stressed out, I need to relax in bed for a while.” I complained. I opened the door to my house. “Mom, I’m home!!!”

I remember one incredibly funny day from last year. It was the day I fell through the glass display case at school. Boy, I tell you that sucked so bad. I know for a fact I’ll never live it down. I’m known for being pretty accident prone so it was no surprise to people when they found out I was the one who had left the blood stain in the hallway.