Locker Combo Essay

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My brother and I drove up past the high school, and we turned the corner toward the senior parking lot. I got all of these mixed emotions, between happy, and about to throw up. I had heard the high school would be hard, but no one told me it was going to be nerve wracking. We parked the car on a very cold morning. I opened the doors of the white 1988 Toyota Pick up truck. As I walked through the doors of the high school, all sorts of questions went through my head. What if I don’t make a good impression? What if I can’t find anyone to be my friend? What if I don’t know my locker combo? I walked into the school and all of the feelings I had before just became 10 times stronger than what they were. First things first I said to myself, I have to get a new schedule for all my classes. …show more content…

As I frantically ran around the school looking for the 400 hall, I thought to myself, I need books from my locker. I went to my locker. I went to my locker and tried over and over again but my locker would not open. I soon realized that I had lost the schedule that had been printed off for me. All of my high school nightmares had come true. I had lost my schedule, I couldn’t find any of my friends, and I had forgotten my locker combo. What do I do?! WHAT DO I NEED?! I decided to calm down after almost having a heart attack, and went downstairs to the counseling office. I thought to myself, I am going to have the worst freshmen year ever. I walked around the corner from the stairs and there it was the line of students who also needed things printed for there classes. It felt like forever, but finally the line ended and it was my turn. What do you need? The kind lady asked. I replied that I needed a new schedule. My day went so much better from that point

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