Personal Narrative: My First Day Of High School

Imagine it is one’s first day in high school; erect in front of them are the entrance to their fresh school life, now once one opens those doors to their fresh school life, there must be, at minimum, thousands of questions and thoughts coming to their mind; what does one expect of themselves getting into a life such as this? Some of those beliefs may go along the lines of, “I hope I meet many of my friends this year.” “This school year is going to be subsequently much tougher than any of my school years I have ever been in before.” The list just goes on and on from there. I, too, also assumed as much my first day of high school, but was what I expected what I truly acquired?
I guess the superior question from one who is expecting anything at all is, “Will my predictions meet with actuality and come together impeccably, or will it all become downright different, and if so, turn out notable or resentful?” Humorous as it is, in life, in a general sense; we can all persist in assuming things and contemplate if we will acquire them, but every now and then life gives us many surprises, we can’t help but become astonished. This is the revelation of how my first you of high school became a rather wondrous journey.
Looking back, how I ever acquired to where I am in high school is wild and crazy. From the very first day of my high school year, and even
I became one of the topmost pupils in my courses and had fun doing it too. Essentially, I had so much pleasure in going to school that I went to school every day, fighting through sickness and discomfort, and acquired the perfect attendance reward. At first, I believed I wasn’t the only who had perfect attendance, but alas, I was the only one in my school who established that reward; so, when I claimed it I felt all awkward, but I was content cause I felt extraordinary too. By the end of the year I felt successful and ready to take on a fresh chapter of high