Reflective Essay: Christopher Columbus And Boarding School

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It began with me in History class, I struggle to hold my head up and to keep my eyes open as my teacher drones on and on about Christopher Columbus and about how he “discovered America.”. Anyone with a brain knows that he didn't discover anything. Anyways, as I try to force my eyelids open, I notice a strange new face. The teacher pauses his lecture to introduce the newcomer. “Okay class, this is Luca, and he is a new student.”
In an instant, he quickly shuffled awkwardly to the seat in the far back, away from the majority of the population. I had such a fascination with Luca, He was a breath of fresh air in this old school. When you go to a boarding school, you get used to seeing the same people all day, everyday. But, I get to see my …show more content…

My path happens to guide me back to my room for some well warranted downtime.
A weekend passed and it was time to start a whole new week of school. Just thinking about having to sit through another week made up of mundane classes made me feel sick to my stomach, I decide to stay in and skip out on class. Now, I have come to realize that missing out on school, for me, means mounds of homework to make up for the next few days. But, even homework sounds better than having to sit in class and copy down notes.
I laid peacefully in my bed and contemplated catching a few z’s. I laid unable to doze off , there was this switch in my brain that, for some reason made it impossible to shut everything off and sleep.As if there are little people in my brain who are dilebratly playing a game of tug of war with the switches that controlled the thoughts stored within my brain. had enough of it and picked myself up and proceeded to the door, grabbed my bag and headed down to the library nearest to my room. Upon arrival to the library, I didn’t hesitate to shuffle over to the closest self that appeared of interest to me. I picked up a book and glanced over the summary, I can’t believe that they haven’t removed this book because of how boring it is. I weave through the shelves, and I finally stumble across some pretty interesting books. I scan the bookcase and I picked up a Book with a old, grainy picture of an insane asylum upon the …show more content…

I then come to an agreement with myself and commence my short-lived journey to the asylum. On arrival, I notice that the new kid, Lucas, waiting in front of the door to the asylum. I notice that the door has a odd, bright light spilling out from the underneath of it. The building is covered in graffiti with a special thanks to the juvenile in the area. The superstructure in nothing but a deteriorated canvas to the local youth and the birds passing by overhead. I observe him and then he glances over at me and notices me staring at

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