I remember my first day of high school and the assortment of thoughts which were associated with it; the queasy stomach, racing thoughts, and being anxious about the days, even years, ahead. Throughout the night before, I couldn 't fall asleep; my heart was racing and my brain resisted my pleas to stop fretting over my fears. I barely slept at all, merely a few hours, and when I awoke at six that morning anticipating school, I was miserable. Although I felt as though I would pass out those first few moments awaking, my adrenaline arising from my fears quickly caused my heart rate to soar.
As I was getting ready, my mother did what she does every year, "David! Before you leave, you need to get your picture taken!" Thanks mom, like I really …show more content…
Just as with every other year before high school, I never knew what time the bus came. As I was making my way towards the bus stop, I realized the bus was coming down the street and once again, my heart rate soared. I couldn’t miss the bus, I was desperate to start off the school year in the least embarrassing way I could; I started with a pitiful attempt at running, and after only 5 steps while dropping my breakfast on the ground, my chest felt as though it had a ton of bricks on it, gasping for air as I slowed down while still far from the bus stop. As I stopped to regain my composure, the bus started to slowly leave. Great, I just had a terrible picture taken that my mother would post to Facebook, and now my breakfast is on the ground with the bus driving off in the distance. What a perfect start to my high school …show more content…
The high school is a short distance behind where she works, so I clutched onto the hope that I just might arrive with time to spare. As we were driving, my father started grumbling at me, “You’re making your mother late, you know that?” All I could do is collapse down into my seat, counting the seconds, grasping that dream I would arrive on time. As we arrived at the underpass, my stomach started growling with such force my parents could hear it, “You’re still hungry? I thought you already ate.” Well, at that point it was probably a pancake on the pavement being devoured by some hungry animal. I brushed it off and jumped out of the car to get into the school and start the daunting day ahead of
As I was getting ready, my mother did what she does every year, "David! Before you leave, you need to get your picture taken!" Thanks mom, like I really …show more content…
Just as with every other year before high school, I never knew what time the bus came. As I was making my way towards the bus stop, I realized the bus was coming down the street and once again, my heart rate soared. I couldn’t miss the bus, I was desperate to start off the school year in the least embarrassing way I could; I started with a pitiful attempt at running, and after only 5 steps while dropping my breakfast on the ground, my chest felt as though it had a ton of bricks on it, gasping for air as I slowed down while still far from the bus stop. As I stopped to regain my composure, the bus started to slowly leave. Great, I just had a terrible picture taken that my mother would post to Facebook, and now my breakfast is on the ground with the bus driving off in the distance. What a perfect start to my high school …show more content…
The high school is a short distance behind where she works, so I clutched onto the hope that I just might arrive with time to spare. As we were driving, my father started grumbling at me, “You’re making your mother late, you know that?” All I could do is collapse down into my seat, counting the seconds, grasping that dream I would arrive on time. As we arrived at the underpass, my stomach started growling with such force my parents could hear it, “You’re still hungry? I thought you already ate.” Well, at that point it was probably a pancake on the pavement being devoured by some hungry animal. I brushed it off and jumped out of the car to get into the school and start the daunting day ahead of