Personal Narrative: Tucker High School

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When I was three my mom threw me into the cruel frozen tundra of school. Eleven years later I walked into worst place for anyone can go… HIGH SCHOOL. Tucker High School was dark and gloomy with many creatures roaming the halls some were good, but most were evil. Within the good were my squad: Ebaa, James, Grant, and Sam. They could be compared to my eyes leading me to my destiny. Students in the schools are the same as coal in many ways. They have dark minds, ruin the environment, and are very combustible if you light a match (gossip). Another similarity is that there are patches of diamonds, one in a million coal's that were refined enough over time to become beautiful. Those diamonds are my squad, but were going to have to dig a bunch of coals to shine our light. Gosh, it's going to be a pain! …show more content…

During the roll call, I noticed my name wasn't called and so did my teacher, therefore I was shunned and sent to the dungeon. Once there I found a society of people. We were the outcasts of the school the students no one wanted. The only good part of being unwanted were that we were ghosts. It had its perks however, I didn't belong there either. So I ended up drifting in the nexus (the halls). Until I remembered the words of the great Booth and Todd "Come to room Beagle 311 after

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