English Class-Personal Narrative

Many of my friends recall seventh grade as a relaxed break from the now typical hectic high school experience; however, whenever I think back to my time in seventh grade I get a nasty knot in my stomach. As I ponder every class, I skip over one in particular, English class. Not that I did poorly in that one class, but for most of the year I was incredibly lonely. English class was my second class of the day on my first day of school, and as I walked into my class I had a tremendous smile on my face awaiting what was ahead because I was looking forward to seeing my new teachers and classmates. As everyone sat down in their seats, I realized that I was sitting at a table with what looked like strangers and that I had absolutely nobody I knew …show more content…
Her name was Sara and it wasn’t like I had never seen her before, we had gone to school together for about two years but we never really talked. The assignment wasn’t too hard, if you had a friend to interview, otherwise it was incredibly awkward just sitting down with someone you didn’t even know and asking them questions about their lives. We were given a few questions to ask our partner about their interests and hobbies, so we did that and just got it over with. It was strange talking to someone who you don’t really know about your own life and what you do in your free time. When we were finished, my teacher told us to chat with our partners and brainstorm what we were going to talk about in our paragraph. As she said that, I could tell that everyone saw that as an excuse to chat about the newest news in their own lives like they were at chatting at lunch. Meanwhile, my partner and I were just sitting there sharing occasional comments about the topic sentence, but that was it. My teacher must have heard the hesitation in our voices because she came over and guided us into conversation about our papers. She told us to exchange phone numbers so we could bounce ideas off of each other and help each other through the writing process. The funny thing is that as we started to talk to each other through texting, we actually started to become