Personal Narrative: The First Day Of School

Wake up; it’s the first day of school. I woke up to my aunt and mom standing at the end of my bed. I thought to myself, wow already in fifth grade, it has come so fast then I opened my eyes when I realized my aunt was talking to me. Why would my aunt be here just for the first day of school? She would never be at my house this early in the morning, especially just to wake me to say happy first day if school. There was something else, but they weren’t telling me what. Then, my mom said Allison your dad was in an accident this morning and being taken to the hospital. At first I felt like I was dreaming still, at least I was hoping it was still a dream. I wasn’t sure how to wrap this around my head, I mean I had just woken up I was still half asleep. Once I sat up and completely woke up they both began to explain to me the details that they were told. Apparently my dad had been riding the night before with his date (my parents were divorced). Something went wrong and they went off the road, it was a while before a group of people went by and found them on the side of the road unconscious. The ambulance was called and they were taken to the hospital where they …show more content…
However, one day my mom got my midterm grades in the mail. I was playing with one of my better friends from down the road, her name was Janette Hibbs and we were playing kitchen with my stove and refrigerator set I had owned for a long time. My mom called me to the side of the house and showed me my grades, so I then realized I wasn’t doing very well at all in school. My focus was off and my grades were being affected by it majorly, I started to cry when my mom said I could keep playing for now. It was not that I thought she would make me stop playing; it was how ashamed I was of my grades. I knew I could do better than that and be a better student no matter what I was going