Personal Narrative : The First Day Of High School

The part of my first day of high school that made me the most nervous was my lunch period. I hadn’t made any connections with anyone, so I had no idea where I would sit. I walked into the cafeteria and it was a zoo. There were kids filling the tables and standing along the wall waiting for their lunch. It may have been a small school, but I felt like there were hundreds of high schoolers in there. I stood there completely lost in a sea of kids and I felt like panicking. I had no clue where to go. I seriously considered hiding in the bathroom to eat my lunch.

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.

Lisa always loved spending time with her best friend Karen. The two had been friends for many years and now they are about to start high school together. Recently, Karen's parents divorced and her Dad now lives in another city. This summer, Karen spent the entire time with her Dad. Lisa didn't have Karen to hang out with and decided to stay in the house. Lisa's Mom noticed that she was very sad and moping around the house. She encouraged her daughter to go to the pool or attend summer school to hang out with her other friends. However, Lisa did not want to hang out with anyone but Karen. One day, some kids from the neighborhood came to the house and asked Karen if she wanted to go to the carnival. Lisa's Mom encouraged her to go. Lisa really

I remember it like it was yesterday. August 25, 2014 was the day that hundreds of freshmen feared. I had spent hours looking at YouTube videos on how high school was like, so now it was time to see what all of the fuss was about. It was 6:45 and while entering those purple double doors, I was feeling mixed emotions. I was scared of what I was going to see, how I looked to other people, and tired because I stayed up til 2:00 thinking about this day. It was pretty much like middle school; you see posters with your home room number and you get your schedule from that homeroom. You go to all seven of your classes and automatically get disappointed because your friends aren’t enrolled in the same classes as you are.

There came a time in my life when reality hit me like a bus. It was the day I got my first high school transcript, and I was very anxious to see what it was all about. I was shocked to find out that a cheerleader who I knew wasn't that brilliant, was beating me in rank.

After Mr. Miller yelled at us like a army general about all the things we shouldn’t do, they set us loose to find our homerooms, which I did with limited difficulty. After we were admonished for things we hadn't yet done and acquired all the paperwork that would take our parents hours, we were set loose again. I got lost. The school was like a complex labyrinth and I had no idea where to turn. I ended up walking up and down the same hallway, passing the class I was supposed to be in multiple times. Finally, I checked my schedule for the room number and realized I was exactly where I was supposed to be. After having very similar experiences with my other classes, I finally got to go home. The bus home was not a pleasant experience. It was full of over confident freshman yelling foul

During my first year of high school, I hope to improve many things about my work habits, how I react to the stress of higher grade levels, and my confidence. One very important tool in high school, is the ability to balance your activities. I want to participate in clubs, earn good grades, and still have time to just relax. The mistake I made last year was spending to much time on the homework for one class and having to rush through the rest of my assignments. Balance is the key to effectively achieving anything. I also want to improve the mindset I have when I enter the classroom. During moments of school related stress I have a habit of freaking out and not thinking clearly. This year I want to practice staying calm, so I can appropriately

BEEP! BEEP! My alarm went off. I knew what today was. It was none other than the first day of school the day I have been dreading since summer started. but today was not any first day this one was as scary as a beetle because It was the first day of high school. i thought high school was the scariest thing ever. because of all the movies and the television shows that I watched. they portrayed it as ten percent learning and ninety percent bullying. the only people in the shows and movies that got bullied were the nerds and I was a nerd.

Your name is Dawn Strider, and it’s your first day of school. Your brother went out and got you a brand new dress--no more icky old shirts of his tied around the waist with a cord or one of his old belts to keep it hiked up so you don’t trip and fall. Of course, you’d much rather wear pants, but your brother says you’ve got to look like what you are--that being his perfect little princess. He hasn’t even made you do training for almost a week so that your wounds have time to heal. (You’ve still got to wear a long sleeve dress, though, there are scars that you aren’t allowed to let anyone see.) That’s a huge privilege in and of itself so you’re on cloud nine as you walk down the block to your preschool hand in hand. He drops you off at the door but before you walk into the room, you’re met with one more surprise. Your brother reaches into his pocket, takes something out, and kneels down to meet gaze. You tap his hand and look up at him with a question in your eyes and he responds by opening up his hand and fitting a smaller pair of his own sunglasses on your face. You hug him and grin and rush inside the classroom.

ARHH! Thinking back about my first day of high school seems like a dream. I remembered it clearly the night before school started, I have butterflies all over my stomach and my body filled with excitement and a big force of energy. I walked to school with my pals and when we saw middle schoolers walking pass by, We felt so proud into thinking that finally, we are not middle schoolers anymore. I walked in front of the ebony gate of our new home and saw innumerable of students, the face of students that I have never seen before. Suddenly, my heart started to skip a beat continuously and my chest felt very intense just like an electric shock.The thought of having a class with a bunch of strangers worries me and I prayed that I would have a class with at least someone I knew.The school’s building looks like a college campus and it seems ages since they’ve constructed it. As I skim through the building, I could see the crack and teeny tiny holes on the walls as if a violent earthquake has just erupted.They painted the walls with deep ocean and rich creamy red. After I got my schedule, my peers ran towards me to take a look at my schedule. Sigh*.Sadly, none of them was in my class because most of them took regular and easier classes while I got all those honors and challenging classes. I went to my first period knowing that I would be alone.

rst days are always nerve racking. Whether it is the first day back to school, or the first day at a new job. But nothing is more terrifying then your first day of high school. And you can quote me on that. I remember my first day of high school like it was 3 and ½ years ago. I had a horrible night’s sleep. I woke up to the sound of my alarm buzzing by my head. Hauling my lifeless and tired body out of my bed, I put on my glasses as I made my way to the bathroom. I did my usual morning routine, knowing that this time was different. This was leading up to my first day. Finishing up, I returned to my bedroom where I had laid out my uniform nice and neat (something that I wouldn’t do for the next 3 and ½ years). I had my crisp and clean white polo shirt, my lovely grey pants, and most importantly, my navy colour vest with the school logo on it. As I put on my uniform, I knew I was one step closer to walking through the doors of high school. After a quick look in the mirror, I made my way downstairs to the kitchen, where my parents were sitting. Grabbing a bowl and a spoon, I poured myself some cereal and milk (most likely Froot Loops). Could this be my last bowl of cereal, or was I completely over exaggerating what may happen to me in high school? I would soon find out.

The first day of school in 2020. It was a normal first day of school at Fairgrounds Elementary school in Nashua ,NH. The day was a cool August morning, Brian and Daniel met in the cafeteria during breakfast. They immediately became best friends. They had a normal day at school, but little did they know their night would not be so normal. At the end of the day Brian asked Daniel to sleepover his house. “Sure” ,said Daniel.