Personal Narrative : My First Day Of 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

My first day of middle school was all over the place. I had more classes then I did last year and had no idea where to go. My new school was 2 floors tall. I went up and down stairs over and over again. I didn’t know where my locker was or the combo. I was so not ready for middle school at all my life will never be the same because I will have multiple classes and teachers.

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 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.

Going into High School I didn’t know what to expect, I was nervous but I knew what classes I wanted to take and get over with. World Geography was an option and I was discussing it with my sister, she did let me know that there would be mostly all sophomores in that class because it was a sophomore class. That did get me a bit nervous because I only work well with a certain amount of people. The first day of school I was a little calm because when I walked in, I already knew most of the people in my class. Somethings that I will take from World Geography is how I somehow managed to improve on my time management skills, with the help of Mr. Brubaker and DJ, I got to see what I needed to improve in my writing and I took what I learned in this

Back within seventh grade towards the start of the school year I was put into a course called "Advanced Art" and I sat with a friend. My friend, Javier, wasn't suppose to have the class so he was sure to leave within weeks. During the time with him I noticed this big group of friends that seemed quite interesting to me. Around the time when he had his classes changed the song "Wrecking Ball" by Miley Cyrus came along and I drew a funny picture about it. I introduced myself into the big group and at first they seemed off about me but then they accepted me, especially this one girl named Tiffany. We had a few classes together so we would sit together and this was a start of a story of best friends.

It was the first day of middle school and there were millions of people. At the beginning of the day I was so nervous. Okay Kelly, you can do this...you can do this...We all went to our first class.

I remember the feeling of my first day of middle school clearly. I walked inside my math classroom, and was directed to the table I should be sitting at. I immediately sat down, took my supplies out, looked around, and felt sick. It was a whole new city, and I didn’t know anybody. Seeing new people absolutely frightened me. All I wanted to do was go back to Nogales with my friends who I grew up with, but obviously this was not an option. Throughout the day I saw people hanging out with their friends from elementary school, I didn’t know anybody, so I stayed alone, which I kept on doing for the next month or so.

Entering high school, I wasn’t exactly sure what to expect, but I sure wasn’t mentally prepared for what hit me as soon as the semester started. Specifically, math. I’ve always really loved math, probably because I’ve always been able to get it without much extra work or stress. Man, was that about to change.

“Beep beep beep” was the sound of my alarm going off. It was the first day of school and I was beyond nervous. I had gone through many other first day of schools, but the first day of middle school was different. I was afraid of going to middle school. I did not know if the teachers would be mean, or the seventh and eighth graders would be scary, or if I was going to fit in. I still can remember the first day of school vividly. I got up and got dressed in the new outfit I had laid out the night before. I ate breakfast and went through the rest of the getting ready process. My mom drove me and my best friend and next door neighbor, Belle to the bus stop. Belle was one year older than me, so she was a seventh grader and the first day

One sunny day many years ago in the parking lot of Husson University a car comes to a sudden stop. The door swings opens and out steps a young woman named, Heather Patten. It’s the first day of college and she can feel the butterflies franticly swarming around in her stomach. “Husson University is a big place especially if you don’t know anyone there and have no clue where your classes are.” Eventually, like any place, Heather got used to the many buildings and huge campus. She was at a great place in her life, finally she was own her own. She graduated high school 10th out of her class, and got her wish to go to a college close to home.

“Junior year is the worst.” Entering high school, I heard this warning constantly groaned from the mouths of upperclassmen. Nevertheless, I was determined not falter to the same fate. I was steadfast in propitiously positioning myself to make junior year less difficult. I took challenging courses each year in order to get the feeling of rigorous academics. I became involved in numerous school activities so that school remained enjoyable. I worked to ensure I understood the basics of the sciences, English, and mathematics- the foundations of education. By the end of sophomore year, I was feeling confident. I knew that I'd be busy next year due to the workload of the classes in my schedule, but I had managed everything before, so I didn’t need

Since the time I was in second grade solving multiplication times tables, I have always loved to challenge myself. Entering high school, I was worried about high school; however, I was excited about all of the challenges available to me. My freshman year, I took every Pre-AP class available. That year, I learned that high school was not this terrible beast that would destroy my A honor roll that I worked hard to achieve previous years; high school was just a different environment than middle school and I adapted to it well. The most memorable moment that year was when I found out my class rank was number ten for the first semester. I was ecstatic that I ran around the house telling my family. After the shock passed, I was ready for a new challenge:

My event I wanted to focus on the most is when I failed my freshmen year of high school. I didn’t try as much as I should have but I figured that I was going to pull a last minute try and do all my work when the end of the school year came but I was horribly wrong and I had to suffer the consequences of not being in my correct classes and being behind in credits.

Before the beginning of High school, I was an average kid, was kind of chubby and didn’t look too good. Whenever the mile run came up, I would always finish in a terrible position and have to do the walk of shame as I would approach the finish line. I had fluffy love handles and to accompany my waist, was a pair of squirrel cheeks. When lunchtime came around I would spend 5 dollars just on cookies so I could get my daily sugar fix. However, I was madly in love with a girl, and she would turn me down every time I would try to ask her out. 3 years ago today, I overcame my old self and turned my unhealthy lifestyle into a glamorous way of living.