Personal Narrative-Just Walk Away At Taylor Middle School

When I started Unity High School I felt a little nervous because I didn't knew nobody in the school. In the begging of the first class I was quit and I didn´t talk to noone. I also didn't knew nobody in the class so I could tell them if they could help me on the problem that I need help. I was shy to talk to the teachers and and answer question or ask them for help when I needed help. During lunch time I just knew one person that came from my middle school. So I just hand out with him most the time. But, then weeks and months past I began to have more friends and I was not shy or nervous to ask for help in class. I wanted to join the soccer team of the school but I was to nervous to do it. But, now I know that I´m going to join the soccer team

Living in Small town located in the Central Valley in state of California. I began my freshman year in 2012 at the Avenal High School. My first day of class and everything seemed to be new for a fourteen years old teenager with big expectations about his future education .Dealing with new people and teachers that I did not back time, I go used to them. Attending to school seemed to be easy when it is not, but also it is not hard if you have determination and discipline. I can tell that I have not fallen my none of classes. There was moment when I got lower grade because I have not been paying attention to the lessons that the teacher was teaching to the class. The mistake of getting lower grade did not make a weak student. I learned to

For two years I begrudgingly walked into Fuller Middle School, sometimes staying home because I had a ‘headache,’ my home, as well as other places I was always resentful, pissed off, quick tempered, and just downright rude. I was a typical middle schooler going through family changes. I wore band tees and ripped skinny jeans to every event my mother would let me--including to school, I constantly violated dress coded until I found my way around authority and the policy, listened to heavy metal, colored my eyeliner on until I looked like a panda, and generally tried to make myself appear unapproachable. That’s when my mom began dating the man who I would eventually call my first lifeline.

We were badly beaten by the older kids, both bloodied and bruised immensely. The kids stood over top of us, throwing kicks and punches our way, only stopping because a woman screamed out that she was calling the cops, to which they all ran away after hearing. The lady walked over to Jarrell and I and helped us up and took us back to Jarrell’s home where his mother attended to us.

I attended fifth grade at Northside Elementary School, but was very excited to get over to Martha Brown Middle School!! I remember, even though I was excited to be in the sixth grade, I was nervous! I remember on the first day of middle school, I was lost trying to get to classes. I could not remember my locker combination and had to ask for help from the very tall Mr. O’Dell. I just felt that nervous because I could not remember what seat to sit in and the classes seemed like they were going to be difficult.

I don’t believe what just happened! I just can’t! I won’t! I never knew that he could pull off a stunt as crazy as that! Landon Ashby, my friend, was basically on the verge of insanity . . . just because of me! I mean, what I said couldn’t do that to a person, right? You are probably wondering what I said to get into this dilemma. I guess, diary, I will now tell you what happened because you seem hungry for details of the incident. But first, you must promise not to tell anyone, OK?

Walking into Booth Middle School on the first day of seventh grade, all I wanted was a friend. I cared little about whether they would make an impact on my life; as a newcomer to Peachtree City, I was open to befriend anyone. Within the first week, I met Annabelle. I was so preoccupied with the excitement of having a new friend that I was unaware of how greatly she would impact not only my first day, first week, or first year of middle school, but how vastly she would affect my future.

RodFord High school was a big change for me and I didn’t have any classes with Lauren. The school had gray walls everywhere, I felt like I was in a jail really. Lauren and I were eating lunch one day when a group of girls started staring at me. I never seem to cause trouble but I stared back until one of the girls got up. The girl was: tall, skinny, redhead, big eyed and dresses in bright colors. She sat down in front of me and told me ‘What is your problem? Don’t you know staring is rude?’. I laughed in her face and told her, ‘you really need to go back to your table and not talk to me like that again’. That’s where my big change was, that redheaded girl made me lose my bestfriend.

The drum majors are in their perfect rows on the front side line. The boom of the mic as the announcer prepares to give out terrifying results. As he begins to speak score in his loud, monotonous voice, the stadium goes silent.

"Can't you just sit somewhere else?" He said. Okay this guy was pissing me off. Well, he didn’t really do anything wrong, but when you have as short of a temper as I do, it doesn’t take

I can feel the wind blowing through my hair as I speed away from school on the last day before summer break. I continue to speed up as I get farther away from teachers, sports, and my classmates. It wasn’t until I see red and blue lights and hear the sirens of a cop car pulling up right on the tail of my car that I slowed down. I look at my speedometer, turns out I was going fifteen miles above the legal speed limit. I try to smooth talk the officer… Why did it have to be HIM. By him I mean the officer who was pulling me over for speeding, but this is the third time he had pulled me over… He tells me that using my father’s name couldn’t save me this time. I was going to be in DEEP trouble when I got home. Good thing dad was still at the station

He went to his class after lunch and his teacher showed up asking to speak to DeAndre. His teacher said,

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

day the boy told him that he was no longer allowed to play with him

Teens already experience a large amount of pressure when going through school and even after graduating. The things you say can really affect how they think and act. When something doesn’t seem to go the way you want it, simply take a deep breath and realise it isn’t the end of the