My first day of high school
“RING RING RARING RING RARING” I squinted my eyes and quickly hit the snooze on the alarm. “WAKE UP ALREADY!” My mother yells at me. I bursted out of bed and quickly grabbed my freshly ironed outfit that I got ready the night before. “Hurry get ready, I’m making you breakfast” my mother insists. I exited the shower shivering, the sizzling smell of mouthwatering eggs and bacon hit me. My stomach was growling to eat. I quickly ran to the kitchen and grabbed a plate and told my mom “Thank you” as I kissed her on the cheek. “You’re welcome baby” she replies as she poured me a cup of freshly squeezed orange juice. I ate as fast as I could because I didn’t want to risk being late. I go in my room and put on my socks,
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I turn around and look at the school and my heart started pounding really fast. I felt like a little bug inside a mansion, the school was enormous. I took a deep breath and walked into the entrance of the school. I pulled out my schedule and headed to my first class. As I was looking for my first class I got lost and couldn’t find it so I stopped by a random teacher’s room and asked her to direct me. She looked mean and smelt like cigarettes. She got up and said with a deep voice “you’re in the junior hall, go to the other side of the school you will find the freshmen hall” I looked at her confused and walked away. I still struggled but I made it to my first class late and embarrassed. I did not know anybody in the school because I was new to the area so I had no friends. I chose a small desk in the very back and watched all the students chatter. The teacher suddenly stands up and says “Hello I’m Mr. Kennedy, Good morning” all the students reply energetically “Good morning”. The teacher insisted we introduced our self so I stood up and said “hello my name is Osama, I’m 14 and love baseball”. After the whole class went the teacher handed us a thick booklet to read and be signed by our parents. When the class was settled another student walked up to me and said “Is your name really Osama? Like Osama Bin Laden?” I quickly got up and shoved him into another desk and …show more content…
Every hallway was cramped and humid. All my classes were far apart from each other so I was sore by the end of the day. The school lunch was terrible, the pizza was tasteless and rough and the mash potatoes were like soup. My mom made me walk home because she had to go to work. My legs were absolutely abused by the time I got home. When I opened my door my bed smelt sweet and looked comfy. I said to myself “This is going to be a long year” and crashed
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Throughout my life, I had always received recognition for being very agile and quick. My first day of Middle School consisted of the track and field coach attempting to persuade me to join the school’s athletics program. I had previously never been apart of an athletics team, and was willing to take advantage of the opportunity. Throughout my three years of middle school, I was the one consistent member of the school’s track and field team and had an overall successful personal record. Coaches from opposing school would praise me leaving me feeling very confident about myself.
After my morning routine I throw on some black jeans, my olive green hoodie, and my matching vans for an outfit of the day. Quickly brushing my short black hair I grab my school bag and head downstairs for breakfast. My mom greets me with a smile as she finishes up her pancakes. She puts the plate in the sink, "Wash that out will you?"
I walked in and my stomach made a flip-flop like riding “The Scream” at Six Flags. Everyone was staring at me! With their curios eyes and anxious to know who I was. I froze like ice and felt the heat rise through my face. My parents talked to my teacher, Ms.Piansky. Then my mom whispered “It’s ti...
My first year in college has been a rewarding experience. As I look back on my Why College, Why Now essay, I realize that I have gained a tremendous amount of knowledge about myself. I am proud that I accomplished my goals I made in my first year of college and I exceeded my expectations. I still have the same goal for the future, but I added more goals for the future. I am attending Wilmington University because I want to make my future brighter. Attending college and earning a degree in communication media will help me obtain an exciting job as a professional journalist.
It was a very nice warm day and Amy woke up to the sound of her alarm and the smell of bacon and eggs cooking in the kitchen. She passed the thought of getting dressed out of her pajamas and dashed out of her room, leaving her bed sheets on the ground. She ran into the kitchen and saw her dad cooking the eggs and bacon on the stove and her mom was making French toast on the mini grill. Her oldest sister was walking up the stairs at that time, she had Amy’s niece in her hands and Amy’s nephew was half asleep walking right behind her. As everyone sat down at the table and said their morning greetings, Amy’s parents told everyone that they had a choice, a choice between eggs and bacon or French toast and bacon.
I lift my head to my alarm clock, 2:43 am? Let me wake my parents up, I rushed out of bed and to my parents room, I knocked. “Thank you” I heard my father say through the door. I rushed upstairs, took a shower, changed clothes, and handled my suitcase. After an hour of loading up the car and drinking coffee it's time we left.
It’s astonishing how suddenly relationships can collapse. One day, we were laughing together as she was smearing blue cake frosting all over my face. Sometime later, we were absolute strangers. Once in a while, I will look back on those four years we spent together and question why it ever happened. It was pointless to attempt to make the best out of something that was corrupt from the start.
As I was getting dressed I noticed a familiar smell fill the air, as soon as I realized what it was my eyes instantly lit up “Pancakes”. I ran down the stairs trying not to trip over my own feet and quickly sat down at the dining table. “ I see your exited Lily.” my mother said in an almost sarcastic manner, “OF COURSE I AM, YOUR PANCAKES ARE THE BEST IN THE WORLD!” , my mom smiled.
When I came inside I was so cold that I felt like a ice cube so my mom made me some hot chocolate. The hot chocolate was steaming hot! I had to wait for 8 mins, but it was worth it because it was so tasty and warm. My mom then told me that dinner was done. When I had smelt the delicious dinner mom made, my stomach had roared with hunger and I swear everyone heard it. We had a giant turkey, some mashed potatoes, and mac cheese it was the perfect family dinner, so delicious. When dinner was done, my mom said I had to lay down for school tomorrow so I leaped in my warm, cozy bed and put the covers over me and my mom said “Goodnight.” Man, today just seemed to fly by so quickly with all the excitement I had. As i drifted off to sleep all i could think about was how much fun my day was and I wish every week we had a snow
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After I was all dressed and ready for the big day, I made my way upstairs to eat breakfast. The smell of toast, sausage, eggs, and hash browns filled the air with an inviting aroma. Just as I was setting down to begin eating, my mom turned to me and asked how my morning was going so far. My reply was,” It feels li...
I jumped out of the car with my two sisters and ran to the bathroom. When we left the bathroom, we walked back to the car. We saw that our dad was still putting gas in the car, so we went into the store to buy some sweets. I bought “warheads” that said extremely sour, and a bag of chips called “baked with fire” that looked like they would taste really hot. When we purchased our food, we walked back to the car. As soon as we started driving, I opened my bag of chips. I was so scared that they would be extremely hot. For that reason, I also bought a bottle of water. I opened it before I took a bite out of the chip. Luckily, they were not hot at all! I grabbed my sour candy and tasted it. My face changed so quickly; that I started to squint my eyes and point my lips. I could not take another bite of it because it was really sour! Eventually, I was not hungry anymore. Probably because I ate my whole bag of chips and a sandwich. When I finished eating, I was feeling exhausted, so I took a long nap. I woke up, and dad told me that we only needed to drive for one more hour. While we were driving through town, we saw a row of trees on fire! It was so smoky that we could barely see the street we were driving on. I felt scared for life and terrified that we might crash. After a few more minutes of driving, the smoke cleared up and we could see again. Finally, the hour passed and we arrived in California. Mrs.
As usual I woke up to the sound of my father pounding on my bedroom door, hollering, “Get up! Get on your feet! You’re burning daylight!” I met my brother in the hallway, and we took our time making it down the stairs, still waking up from last night’s sleep. As we made our way to the kitchen, I thought about what to have for breakfast: fried eggs, pancakes, an omelet, or maybe just some cereal. I started to get hungry. As usual, mom and dad were waiting in the kitchen. Mom was ready to cook whatever we could all agree on, and dad was sitting at the table watching the news. The conversation went as usual, “Good morning.” “How are you today?”