Dream High School Narrative

I tried to wipe the slippery tears from my face and tried to hold the rest back, but no matter my efforts they defied me and kept coming. I tasted the saltiness of the tears as they reached my mouth, I tried wiping my tears again, but more just replace them. I never thought I would cry at my sister’s graduation, and less for the reason I was actually crying for. Just minutes before I had felt like my heart had sunk into the pits of my stomach. I was not a brat who was crying because she is at her sister 's graduation, because that’s not true. In less than 14 hours I would be graduating from Middle School, I was happy but also very anxious. Although, Middle school was awkward, I had made so many memories with many of the people I had met along the way. My dream high school was the very high school where my sister …show more content…
The school that my mother wanted me to go to was back in the town I lived in. My middle school was a 20-minute drive from my house and so was my dream high school, which was where all friends were going to. My parents had decided to send me to this certain middle school because we didn’t live in the best area and so the schools weren’t that great either. This high school where I was now forced to go was also in a bad area, but my mother worked there so she could keep tabs on me, I hated the idea of this. I graduated middle school and of course tears were shed and hearts were broken by the news that I would not be seeing them the next school year. I thought that the summer break leading up to high school would be horrible considering my Mom was making me go to this , which in my opinion was, a dumb summer program so I could, in my Mom’s words “ make friends”. I was totally and utterly furious with my Mom and resented her for sending me to the high school I barely spoke to her when she picked me up and dropped me